It’s so cliché to be speaking about love on Valentine’s Day. However right here’s the deal: each morning I take the children to high school, I remind my mini-van-crew to attempt to be higher than yesterday. This has been happening since August and simply this previous week Lily spoke up and requested, “what does that even imply, Mother?” Nice query, girlfriend!
As I used to be about able to cross that bridge of over-sharing and over-complicating my reply, I thought of a phrase that’s been floating quite a bit round our home: love.
“I need to love you higher as we speak,” I instructed her and the boys.
I’m studying to like myself. I’m studying to like others with out wanting one thing in return. I’m additionally prompting extra conversations about love round the home. Right here’s how:
- “What’s one thing you’re keen on about [sibling or parent]?” An amazing dialog starter at dinner.
- “I really like you and I’m so glad you’re right here.” What I say to every of the children individually [with a hug and a kiss] after they arrive again from Dad’s home.
- “I’m glad you shared that / Thanks for being sincere. I really like you, and I do know that was onerous.” That is usually when one of many kiddos owns as much as one thing [accountability is HUGE around here! But it can be scary to fess up… child or adult!].
- “The perfect factor we are able to do is to like somebody for who they’re. Not who we wish them to be.” Sufficient stated. And a little bit too difficult for Michael… however he’s getting it… or so I feel.
Have we had sufficient love for one publish? Nah… now a couple of pictures of the issues I’m loving about my endlessly Valentine’s:
Life is about love. Giving and receiving it. That’s it. My want is that you just discover somebody to like a little bit further as we speak.
