I’ve had a lot of time to think over the past several weeks, and I realized something, and I thought it was important to tell you now: But you were right: It’s hard for me to admit but I think I became a really needy guy in our relationship and in many instances acted more like another kid that you had to take care of instead of an adult. That’s not who I wanted to be, and it’s not who I wanted you to be with… Cause you have a million things going on in your life, and what you need is someone who can share the load with you instead of being a dead weight. The last thing you need is another child to raise, and the way I acted must have been exhausting for you to say the least…. and I’m sorry for that.
Saturday night you said that you looked plain that you looked like any other mom who had kids… I thought you should know: if the first time we met was on an airplane or in line somewhere, at some point I would’ve asked what you did for a living. But before asking I would’ve guessed: red carpet actress, fashion model, news reporter,… idk some sort of celebrity…. Anything that would put your picture on a billboard or something because that’s where it belongs. Just like I told you the other day in your truck: you have this picturesque quality to you. To put it simply: your feminine physique fascinates me and I think your drop dead gorgeous.
I remember the porch being bigger –Robin Williams as Alan Parrish
So you said you watched Jumanji with the kids fairly recently. Good. There’s a scene in the movie that I really like when Robin Williams and the two younger kids are looking for Sarah since they need her to finish the game. They’re standing on Sarah’s porch, and while Robin is reminiscing about playing on that porch with Sarah, he makes the comment, “I remember the porch being bigger.” See, what I’ve come to understand about life is that you can never go back. If you ever try to go back to the house you grew up in, things are older, items are moved or replaced, paint’s a different color or faded, and… the porch is always smaller.
If I can love you and make you happy just the way you are, then you’re fine just the way you are.
Back in November when you were out of town in St. Cloud you asked me once if I ever thought you were the one who was wrong, that maybe you were the one being a jerk, that maybe you were the monster. And my immediate thought was, “No!” I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that you weren’t the problem. And I knew that even though I hadn’t heard the other side of the story. What I didn’t tell you was why I knew that: It was simple. I asked you, “Do you respect me?” You said, “Yes.”
See, I had earned your respect. So I knew he had lost it. Two Equations:
X + Y = Respect
X + Z = No Respect
…X is not the problem
I’d say it to you differently now. You said, that I make you feel pretty and desirable, and I do it effortlessly. Is that true? Then why would you ever think something’s wrong with you? Truly…
So just remember: If he starts putting you down, or if anyone starts telling you that you’re something you’re not… Just remember that I love you. And that if I can love you and make you happy just the way you are, then you’re fine just the way you are.
You put my heart back together. You found me when no one else could. You make me better. You make me believe in myself more… You bring out the best in me. And don’t forget it!
I don’t think any of those terms adequately describes you. Each one of those terms are used as caricatures in the movie to define ordinary people. And I would hardly call you ordinary.
See in the movie, the Brain is self-destructive. The athlete has identity issues because he’s living life to please his dad. The basket case, although a loner and has a keener perspective on life in the movie, has nothing to live for. The princess is insecurely shallow, just trying to fit in. And the criminal (which I’ll from now on refer to as REBEL), although free spirited, is ultimately a coward (as seen when Mr. Vernon offers up a fight).
So while you are a dork 🙂 a B isn’t the end of the world for you.
While you are athletic and have all the traits of a winner, you’re not letting other people vicariously live through you.
While you are a loner and have a deeper perspective on life, you have things to live for.
While you are a princess and pretty, you’re not shallowly just trying to fit in.
And while you are a rebellious free spirit, you are no coward. In fact you already know I think you’re courageous.
See you’re the best of all those people. But you don’t have their fatal flaws. You’re extraordinary. I would say you’re what the Architect in the Matrix calls Neo. And keep in mind Neo’s the hero. That makes you a heroine. But I like it the way the Architect says it:
You’re an anomaly.
1 divided by zero equals infinity.