This Is an Explanation
If this post were written by my son, Tristan, that might have been the end of it. My Father’s Day card had almost as many words. I think this was mainly because he was trying to beat my birthday card.
I am not complaining. I’m explaining. Why? Because I love it. It’s fun for Tristan. He gets a smirk on his face as he pretends he doesn’t care. But he does. He probably doesn’t know how to express it. And so he does this, which is an awesome expression of who he is: caring, not concerned with formalities, and direct. It makes me smile.
This Is a Conclusion
Some people might expect something different. That expectation can put a wedge between you and the people you love. Accept them as they are. Cherish them. Cherish their quirks, their idiosyncrasies, and their challenges. The things that make them unique are typically the things that endear us the most to them.
Or the Tristan version: Enjoy people.
(Note: This card and post shared with permission. The name on the card has been removed by request. The name in the post remains. Don’t get all crazy with the detective work – it’s all right there.)