“I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. Delicious Ambiguity.”― Gilda Radner
Sunday, April 27, 2014
I leaned into Noah's ear and whispered, "You know what I think? You can be anything you want. Because you. Have. It. All."
He said, "No, I don't. I don't have brown eyes or red hair."
I said, "No. I mean that to have a job, you need certain special things about you. Skills. And you have them all. You're very smart. You also have a great personality, which means that you could work well with people since they like you a lot. You're very creative, so you come up with new ideas that people think are interesting. And you're so handsome. Which means, you know. You could be a movie star. If you wanted."
He smiled and nodded knowingly.
"Oh! And you also have these careful little fingers!" I added, remembering that the other day, I showed him how to tie his shoes just once and he was instantly able to copy the task.
"Yes," he agreed. "I am good at everything. But I'm really just hoping to be a ninja."
Happy birthday, Noah. I already love you being six.