The Big Man travels a lot for work, sometimes for a week at a time. I’ve hit on an incredibly obvious, yet very effective, thoughtful gesture: constant reports from home.
I always emailed him when he was out of town, but I usually kept it to one or two emails a day. But I’ve realized that he loves hearing any bit of gossip from home, no matter how insignificant.
So now when the Big Man is away, I send emails whenever I can scrounge up any news at all to report.
The Little Girl is usually good for an adorable story or two; the Big Girl generally has some anecdote from her day at camp, if I can drag it out of her; and then there’s the “Your mother stopped by for a visit,” or “we’re having dinner with friends next Wednesday,” or what makes him happiest, “your Sports Illustrated is waiting for you.”
He loves getting the emails; what has surprised me is how much I love sending them.
This reminds me of one of my personal commandments: act as I want to feel. Making frequent, little loving gestures makes me feel more loving.