Today, November 22, 2012, is Thanksgiving.
It is also the 49th anniversary of the assassination of President John F. Kennedy.
They say every cloud has a silver lining.
And I have found that to be true.
Last Valentine’s Day, I did a guest post on Bob Brody’s Letters to My Kids blog, sharing with my children how I met their dad. Mr. Brody encourages parents to write letters to their kids…here’s an excerpt from that post.
Dear Jason, Peter and Caroline,
Your future dad and I met as freshmen in college. I sat in front of him in English 1.1 and he sat in front of me in Social Science. Both of us were dating other people pretty seriously. And so for the first two months of the fall semester, we were just classmates who spoke with each other as we walked into or out of the room.
Then came November 22, 1963. The intercom crackled. “The President is dead!”
For several moments no one reacted. And then everyone did. Screaming! Crying! Young men pounding their fists on their desks!
As we all exited the classroom, your future dad was right behind me.
“I’m going to walk home!” I exclaimed to no one in particular. “I can’t face sitting on the bus squashed between hordes of people!”
“I’ll walk with you,” the voice behind me said. “Where do you live?”
As it happened, we lived only four streets away from each other.
By the way, there are some girls who look fantastic even when they cry. If only I were one of those. Whatever eye makeup I was wearing was smudged and probably dripping onto my cheeks and chin. Plus, my nose was red and my skin blotchy.
No matter. Your future dad and I walked and talked for over an hour, until we reached my house. And when we looked at each other, I know we saw into each other’s souls and we wanted to walk and talk together forever.
Our relationship grew stronger and closer during that next semester. By the summer, we were dating each other exclusively. We got married as soon as we graduated from college. And our relationship has flourished ever since. To this day, we remain the most loyal of soul-mates.
Out of tragedy, then, came an unexpected opportunity for love. In a sense, sad to say, it took a death to bring you all to life. We’ve never forgotten that, and we never will.
Children love to hear about how their parents met. They want to know about their parents’ childhoods…did dad get into trouble for misbehaving in school…did mom play with dolls or tag after an older brother. Kids enjoy hearing about when they were babies. Writing letters to your children helps give them the knowledge of experiences and strengthens their feeling of belonging…a very important component of self-esteem!
Have you ever written a letter to your child?
What would you say?
I wish everyone a most Happy Thanksgiving Day! Will you be rushing out tomorrow for the Black Friday specials? If you are looking for gifts for parents or teachers of young children, I encourage you to save yourself time and money…Show Me How! Build Your Child’s Self-Esteem Through Reading, Crafting and Cookingis the perfect present…and you can quickly and easily buy it online. If you are looking for gifts for young children…check out my Top Ten Gifts List. You will not have to worry about buying batteries or finding an unused electrical outlet for ANY of these items!
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