The other day my youngest daughter sent an email to her sisters, her dad (my ex) and me to say she would be receiving a prize for her senior thesis on the day before graduation. She asked who of us would be there in time for the awards event.
I wrote my response to the “family,” hitting “reply all” as we often do. As I was about to hit send, I began to worry about my enthusiasm and whether I should temper it, given the contrast with her dad’s email, which he had already sent to the rest of us.
It’s not that he is not equally pleased and proud, he just has a different way of showing it.
From her dad:
My plane lands at 4pm so I will try to make it.
Oh my goodness!!!! How fabulous!
My train gets in at 3:40, so I should be there
I began to delete some exclamation points, but then decided to leave them and ask what you think I should have done.
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