Recently, your mother and I were searching for an answer on Google. Halfway through entering the question, Google returned a list of the most popular searches in the world. Perched at the top of the list was “How to keep him interested.”
It startled me. I scanned several of the countless articles about how to be sexy and sexual, when to bring him a beer versus a sandwich, and the ways to make him feel smart and superior.
And I got angry.
Little One, it is not, has never been, and never will be your job to “keep him interested.”
Little One, your only task is to know deeply in your soul—in that unshakeable place that isn’t rattled by rejection and loss and ego—that you are worthy of interest. (If you can remember that everyone else is worthy of interest also, the battle of your life will be mostly won. But that is a letter for another day.)
If you can trust your worth in this way, you will be attractive in the most important sense of the word: you will attract a boy who is both capable of interest and who wants to spend his one life investing all of his interest in you.
Little One, I want to tell you about the boy who doesn’t need to be keptinterested, because he knows you are interesting:
I don’t care if he puts his elbows on the dinner table—as long as he puts his eyes on the way your nose scrunches when you smile. And then can’t stop looking.
I don’t care if he can’t play a bit of golf with me—as long as he can play with the children you give him and revel in all the glorious and frustrating ways they are just like you.
I don’t care if he doesn’t follow his wallet—as long as he follows his heart and it always leads him back to you.
I don’t care if he is strong—as long as he gives you the space to exercise the strength that is in your heart.
I couldn’t care less how he votes—as long as he wakes up every morning and daily elects you to a place of honor in your home and a place of reverence in his heart.
I don’t care about the color of his skin—as long as he paints the canvas of your lives with brushstrokes of patience, and sacrifice, and vulnerability, and tenderness.
I don’t care if he was raised in this religion or that religion or no religion—as long as he was raised to value the sacred and to know every moment of life, and every moment of life with you, is deeply sacred.
In the end, Little One, if you stumble across a man like that and he and I have nothing else in common, we will have the most important thing in common:
Because in the end, Little One, the only thing you should have to do to “keep him interested” is to be you.
Your eternally interested guy,
Happy International Women’s Day
This is so beautiful. I almost cried.
This just touched me so deeply I can’t even.
Okay, I’m old as hell and I still really needed to read this.
I was going to go to bed but then I read this and cried from the sweetness
Oh my god
can you IMAGiNE walking in to something like this?
So my school put on a Silent Disco once, and it was one of the most hilarious experiences of my life. Admittedly it is probably slightly different in that everyone just downloaded a play list and we all tried to start them at the exact same second. But that didn’t work so we all danced to the music and it was fine, but like, people would start dancing crazy for sudden song dynamic shifts that you hadn’t gotten to yet, and just… it was hilarious.
But the best part really is taking your headphones off, especially during a song that everyone knows. Because everyone is singing and yelling to the song and without the music there, they sound like a bunch of drunk, yowling cats. It’s awful and hilarious.
The rest of the world doesn’t have silent discos?
Silent discos are amaaaaaazing. I went to one once and they handed out headphones that were connected to three different DJs, so you could just switch DJs whenever you wanted to. And it’s great because if you ever want to talk to someone you can just take your headphones off and there won’t be loud booming music.
oh my GOD
I CAN’T BELIEVE PEOPLE DON’T KNOW ABOUT SILENT DISCOS DOES THE REST OF THE WORLD LIVE UNDER A ROCK OR SOMETHING
My friend went to one when he was in England for like a month.
Do I smell a class fundraiser?
OH MY GOD WHY DON’T WE DO THIS
WHY HAVE I NEVER HEARD OF THIS
of course no one heard of silent discos. they’re silent
Silence! At The Disco
silent discos are shit because i dont go there to talk i go there to feel stupidly loud music go down my spine and through my feet and be driven a little mad by it. not to wear a pair of headphones and feel like a burk.
Hannibal Buress - (x)
ok this guy is hilarious i have to actually watch him
Friend just had baby goats, and he got sweaters for them
20 Strangers Are Asked To Kiss On Camera & The Results Are Adorable | via
In a world filled with disconnect, where most of us choose to get lost in our phones rather than interact with anyone that we don’t know, the idea of kissing a stranger sounds preposterous. A group led by Tatia Pilieva decided to challenge this by asking 20 strangers to kiss one another for the first time on camera. The results are a perfect mix of awkward and adorable that is more than worth checking out…
The 1975 have the type of lyrics you want tattooed on your body
mmmsn fhifh mvoifhi,c like chocolate ngdsb
DO NOT YELL AT ME FOR SAYING SORRY TOO MUCH BECAUSE I WILL ACCIDENTALLY APOLOGIZE EVEN MORE AND SORRY
this is where i’d keep my scratching post…IF I HAD ONE