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A
Daddy's Letter to His Little Girl
(about her future husband)
Dear Cutie-Pie,
Recently, your mother and I were searching for an answer on Google. Halfway through entering the question, Google returned a list of the most popular searches in the world. Perched at the top of the list was “How to keep him interested.”
It startled me. I scanned several of the countless articles about how to be sexy and sexual, when to bring him a beer versus a sandwich, and the ways to make him feel smart and superior.
And I got angry.
Little One, it is not, has never been, and never will be your job to “keep him interested.”
Little One, your only task is to know deeply in your soul—in that unshakeable place that isn’t rattled by rejection and loss and ego—that you are worthy of interest. (If you can remember that everyone else is worthy of interest also, the battle of your life will be mostly won. But that is a letter for another day.)
If you can trust your worth in this way, you will be attractive in the most important sense of the word: you will attract a boy who is both capable of interest and who wants to spend his one life investing all of his interest in you.
Little One, I want to tell you about the boy who doesn’t need to be kept interested, because he knows you are interesting:
I don’t care if he puts his elbows on the dinner table—as long as he puts his eyes on the way your nose scrunches when you smile. And then can’t stop looking.
I don’t care if he can’t play a bit of golf with me—as long as he can play with the children you give him and revel in all the glorious and frustrating ways they are just like you.
I don’t care if he doesn’t follow his wallet—as long as he follows his heart and it always leads him back to you.
I don’t care if he is strong—as long as he gives you the space to exercise the strength that is in your heart.
I couldn’t care less how he votes—as long as he wakes up every morning and daily elects you to a place of honor in your home and a place of reverence in his heart.
I don’t care about the color of his skin—as long as he paints the canvas of your lives with brushstrokes of patience, and sacrifice, and vulnerability, and tenderness.
I don’t care if he was raised in this religion or that religion or no religion—as long as he was raised to value the sacred and to know every moment of life, and every moment of life with you, is deeply sacred.
In the end, Little One, if you stumble across a man like that and he and I have nothing else in common, we will have the most important thing in common:
You.
Because in the end, Little One, the only thing you should have to do to “keep him interested” is to be you.
Your eternally interested guy,
Daddy
(about her future husband)
Dear Cutie-Pie,
Recently, your mother and I were searching for an answer on Google. Halfway through entering the question, Google returned a list of the most popular searches in the world. Perched at the top of the list was “How to keep him interested.”
It startled me. I scanned several of the countless articles about how to be sexy and sexual, when to bring him a beer versus a sandwich, and the ways to make him feel smart and superior.
And I got angry.
Little One, it is not, has never been, and never will be your job to “keep him interested.”
Little One, your only task is to know deeply in your soul—in that unshakeable place that isn’t rattled by rejection and loss and ego—that you are worthy of interest. (If you can remember that everyone else is worthy of interest also, the battle of your life will be mostly won. But that is a letter for another day.)
If you can trust your worth in this way, you will be attractive in the most important sense of the word: you will attract a boy who is both capable of interest and who wants to spend his one life investing all of his interest in you.
Little One, I want to tell you about the boy who doesn’t need to be kept interested, because he knows you are interesting:
I don’t care if he puts his elbows on the dinner table—as long as he puts his eyes on the way your nose scrunches when you smile. And then can’t stop looking.
I don’t care if he can’t play a bit of golf with me—as long as he can play with the children you give him and revel in all the glorious and frustrating ways they are just like you.
I don’t care if he doesn’t follow his wallet—as long as he follows his heart and it always leads him back to you.
I don’t care if he is strong—as long as he gives you the space to exercise the strength that is in your heart.
I couldn’t care less how he votes—as long as he wakes up every morning and daily elects you to a place of honor in your home and a place of reverence in his heart.
I don’t care about the color of his skin—as long as he paints the canvas of your lives with brushstrokes of patience, and sacrifice, and vulnerability, and tenderness.
I don’t care if he was raised in this religion or that religion or no religion—as long as he was raised to value the sacred and to know every moment of life, and every moment of life with you, is deeply sacred.
In the end, Little One, if you stumble across a man like that and he and I have nothing else in common, we will have the most important thing in common:
You.
Because in the end, Little One, the only thing you should have to do to “keep him interested” is to be you.
Your eternally interested guy,
Daddy
When we were five, they asked us what we
wanted to be when we grew up. Our answers were like atronaut,
president, or in my case, princess. When we were ten, they asked
again. We answered rockstar, cowboy, or in my case, gold
medalist. But now that we've grown up, they want a serious
answer. Well how about this? -- Who the hell knows? -- This
isn't the time to make hard and fast decisions. This is the
time to make mistakes. Take the wrong train and get stuck
somewhere. Fall in love - a lot. Major in philosophy because
there's no way to make a career out of that. Change your
mind, and change it again. Because nothing is permanent. So make
as many mistakes as you can. That way someday when they ask us
what we want to be, we won't have to guess. We'll
know.
- TwilightSaga:Eclipse.
Cheers to the class of 2013.
13OSS
- TwilightSaga:Eclipse.
Cheers to the class of 2013.
13OSS
Seriously do this it is so
funny
1. Go to gizoogle.net
2.type in wittyprofiles.com
3. click on the first result
4. Read through witty
5. Thank me later
2.type in wittyprofiles.com
3. click on the first result
4. Read through witty
5. Thank me later
A group of
professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8
year-olds, “What does love mean?”
The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:
“When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That’s love.”
- Rebecca - age 8
“When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.”
- Billy - age 4
“Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.”
- Karl - age 5
“Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.”
- Chrissy - age 6
“Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.”
- Terri - age 4
“Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.”
- Danny - age 7
“Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more.
My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss”
- Emily - age 8
“Love is what’s in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.”
- Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)
“If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate.”
- Nikka - age 6
(we need a few million more Nikkas on this planet)
“Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.”
- Noelle - age 7
“Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.”
- Tommy - age 6
“During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling.
He was the only one doing that. I wasn’t scared anymore.”
- Cindy - age 8
“My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don’t see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.”
- Clare - age 6
“Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.”
- Elaine - age 5
“Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.”
- Chris - age 7
“Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.”
- Mary Ann - age 4
“I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.”
- Lauren - age 4
“When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.” (what an image)
- Karen - age 7
“Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn’t think it’s gross.”
- Mark - age 6
“You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.”
- Jessica - age 8
The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:
“When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That’s love.”
- Rebecca - age 8
“When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.”
- Billy - age 4
“Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.”
- Karl - age 5
“Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.”
- Chrissy - age 6
“Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.”
- Terri - age 4
“Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.”
- Danny - age 7
“Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more.
My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss”
- Emily - age 8
“Love is what’s in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.”
- Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)
“If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate.”
- Nikka - age 6
(we need a few million more Nikkas on this planet)
“Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.”
- Noelle - age 7
“Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.”
- Tommy - age 6
“During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling.
He was the only one doing that. I wasn’t scared anymore.”
- Cindy - age 8
“My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don’t see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.”
- Clare - age 6
“Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.”
- Elaine - age 5
“Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.”
- Chris - age 7
“Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.”
- Mary Ann - age 4
“I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.”
- Lauren - age 4
“When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.” (what an image)
- Karen - age 7
“Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn’t think it’s gross.”
- Mark - age 6
“You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.”
- Jessica - age 8
So let’s
say that theoretically
I really like you,
and theoretically even though it sounds
moronically cliche and overused,
you give me butterflies
and just for kicks, lets add that all in theory of course
you may be one of the most wonderful people
I have ever met,
and hypothetically…
my heart beats ten times faster when I see you.
Do you think that you would
supposedly
and in the most theoretical sense
feel the same
way?
