Hi buddy. 20 years from now you won't remember the conversation you had today with the little girl that lives across the street but here I am to shed a little light:
Ava: "Hi Adrian" (swinging around on a rope hanging from the tree in her front yard)
Adrian: "Hi Ava"
Ava: "Do you see something new about me today?"
Adrian: (looking a little perplexed) "No"
Ava: "I have new shoes!"
Adrian (staring blankly at the tree) "Can I swing on the rope now?"
Silence....and then muffled sounds of me trying not to kill myself laughing.
Just some advice kiddo, from Mother to her little boy (who will someday grow up to be a man - oh God) that although I know you don't really care about her new shoes a little bit of acknowledgement goes a looong way.
Thought I'd put that out there for future use.
It'll stave off a lot of arguments and silent treatments from that very lucky lady in your life someday...and I'm not simply talking about acknowledging new shoes.
That's just the tip of the iceberg my son.
Recognize her wonderful traits, inside and out and tell her often. (everyday would be great). The things you fell in love with; the way she smiles, her fun loving nature, her wicked sense of humour...and yes, tell her she's beautiful.
We all love to be told we're beautiful. And we all are.
And listen to her. Really listen. And remember.
Everyone loves to know they're being heard...then when you remember the little things.
You can also continue to tell me how much you adore me too...but I am aware a day will come when another woman will take my place. I try not to think about it too much as my heart feels like it's in a vice squeezing every bit of life out of it when I do.
But I am aware.
I will be okay.
Too often at times that awful quote goes around and around in my head: