To My Children, Grandkids, and Godchildren:
I may never make it to the top of the heap, but I still love them nevertheless. My delightfully dear daughters have embraced marriage and family life, while my son has chosen a different path, one of bachelorhood. Each of you walks your own road, and I will always respect that.
As I approach another year older, thankfully not deeper in debt, I’ve come to realize just how important emotional depth, respectful communication, and empathy are. My wish is to be emotionally intelligent, supportive, and present for each of you.
Let me share a few things I’ve come to believe:
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How can I help?
My willingness to offer emotional support. -
I see your point.
My openness to other perspectives and respectful listening. -
I'm sorry. I was wrong.
My humility, accountability, and emotional maturity. -
Please share with me.
My appreciation for your vulnerability and trust. -
You don't have to go through anything alone.
My empathy and emotional availability. -
I’m proud of you.
A reflection of my genuine care, compassion, and encouragement. -
I respect your decision.
A recognition of your autonomy and boundaries, even when we disagree. -
That was my mistake.
A commitment to take responsibility without casting blame. -
You deserve better.
My reminder to choose fairness and kindness, even when it’s hard or inconvenient.
More than anything, my desire is to strengthen our relationship. Life, I’ve learned, is the ultimate teacher. It shows us that experience often holds more value than theory, and that understanding human behavior, motivation, and well-being is more than just an academic pursuit, it’s a daily practice.
While a formal education can offer a foundation, I hope these words help bridge the distance between us in real, tangible ways.
Love always,
ME