"Because I'm a woman," she told him. "I don't 
       understand," he said. His Mom just hugged him and 
       said, "And you never will." 

       Later the little boy asked his father, "Why does 
       mother seem to cry for no reason?" 

       "All women cry for no reason," was all his dad could 
       say. 

       The little boy grew up and became a man, still 
       wondering why women cry.  Finally he put in a call to 
       God.  When God got on the phone, he asked, "God, why 
       do women cry so easily?" 

       God said: "When I made the woman she had to be 
       special. I made her shoulders strong enough to carry 
       the weight of the world, yet gentle enough to give 
       comfort. I gave her an inner strength to endure 
       childbirth and the rejection that many times comes 
       from her children. I gave her a hardness that allows 
       her to keep going when everyone else gives up, and 
       take care of her family through sickness and fatigue 
       without complaining. I gave her the sensitivity to 
       love her children under any and all circumstances, 
       even when her child has hurt her very badly. I gave 
       her strength to carry her husband through his faults and 
       fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart. I gave 
       her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his 
       wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve 
       to stand beside him unfalteringly. And finally, I gave 
       her a tear to shed. This is hers exclusively to use 
       whenever it is needed." 

       "You see my son," said God, "the beauty of a woman is 
       not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, 
       or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of 
       a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the