Try to be a filter, not a sponge.
My dad said I did the right thing. I hope I did, but it's hard to tell sometimes.
Love pats are soft punches of encouragement that are admistered on the knee, shoulder, and arm.
Then, I turned around and walked to my room and closed my door and put my head under my pillow and let the quiet put things where they are supposed to be.
It’s much easier not to know things sometimes.
I just hope I remember to tell my kids that they are as happy as I look in my old photographs. And I hope that they believe me.