33. FYI, I Love You

One of a few regrets in my life is that I spent so many years not saying I love you to people I loved. Some of them have left this world, and though I do tell them in my evening meditations and prayers, I no longer have the opportunity to tell them face-to-face.

This is a habit that so many of us have – holding back and not expressing the good things we think and feel about each other. There are many different reasons. Mine were that I was embarrassed, and my family had not been physically affectionate when I was young. For many of us it just seems easier, or safer maybe, but it has a cost. Not saying I love you, not saying I’m proud of you, not saying I respect you for who you are has a cost because life is short and unpredictable. Once the moment passes, we may never get that opportunity again, and never know how much it might have meant.

Now, I just tell people, no big deal. What a radical idea! Not the romantic I-love-you, but just the friendship I-love-you, the Mom, Dad, sister, brother I-love-you. Especially, I believe it’s good to tell people who probably already know we do, or ought to know. But do they know for sure? It might actually matter to them more than we thought.

I often give hugs spontaneously to friends, coworkers, and sometimes patients in my E.R. Nobody seems to mind, and once in a while, it turns out to be a gift they needed very much, but couldn’t ask.

I smile at strangers that pass me on the sidewalk. A stranger’s smile saved my life once. Smiles cost nothing at all. You can give away zillions of them. Try it. You’ll never regret a single one.

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One Response to “33. FYI, I Love You”

  1. Julie Says:

    Beautiful ❤️️

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