Everyone likes to feel appreciated. If you’re reading this, you’d be one of the ‘everyone.’ Know who else likes to feel appreciated too? Your significant other.
Back in the day, when things were new and every little thing about him or her was exciting, there was no doubt they were the best thing that ever happened to you. But, now you’ve been together a while and new has turned to comfortable.
Now, I’m not saying there’s anything wrong with being comfortable together. But getting comfortable often goes hand-in-hand with taking someone for granted. And when that happens, the love of your life will wonder if you value them anymore.
Don’t let that happen. Seriously. Don’t. Because I promise if you do, you may wake up one day to find someone else is more than happy to take your place.
Start practicing the fine art of appreciation.
Instead of letting her know, in a distracted kind of way, that supper was good, give her a hug and let her know what a great cook she is. Better yet, let her overhear you telling someone else that she’s a genius in the kitchen and works hard to prepare delicious meals for you.
Of course, that works both ways.
Rather than, “0h by the way, the lawn looks nice,” let him know that you love all the hard work he puts in to make sure your yard is the showpiece of the neighborhood. Let him hear you bragging to your friends about how strong he is, and how sexy he looks out there working up a sweat.
What are some other ways you can start appreciating your mate? ‘Google’ it and make a list if you have trouble coming up with ideas. In the words of one of my favorite bands, this is just one way to….
Now, for a shout out to National Sing Out Day. Who doesn’t love to sing? Whether we can carry a tune – or not. I fall into the ‘or not’ category. Unless I’m alone in a vehicle. With the volume turned up. And there are no witnesses.
A couple of my favorite songs to sing along with…
Every time Aaron Neville starts to sing, it gives me goosebumps. Together, with Ms. Rondstadt, they are perfect.
Another pairing that I love to sing along with, and that also gives me goosebumps, is this one. Why, oh why, couldn’t I have been born to sing like Linda Rondstadt?