Imagine, at the end of your life, someone gives you the opportunity to go back and insert a thousand more “I love you”s, from you to your children, in their formative years. Would you take that opportunity? Well perhaps that opportunity is opening today.
Here’s a little thing I do: I write each of our three kids a little note to go in their school lunch boxes, every day. Here are today’s three notes:
They’re just short and sweet. Usually they’re just a friendly note about what we’ve done recently, or something that child has said or done or been looking forward to. Or sometimes it’s a picture, or a cryptic message that only the two of us will understand. Occasionally it’s something more serious – reminding them that they can pray, or encouraging them not to lose heart. But whatever the message, it always ends by telling them I love them.
This way, however else I fall short and stuff up and fail, at least my kids are hearing from their dad every day that he cherishes them. It’s not always meaningful to them – my son often forgets to even read his note until he gets home and I remind him! But if they bring them home, the notes get put aside in a box, and perhaps when I do die and the kids have to clear away all my junk, they’ll come across a thousand dusty “I love you”s, and remember how much they have always been valued…
I hope it is a blessing if you choose to try it.