In nearly 22 years of a passionate marriage, my wife has never experienced ecstasy like I delivered her last night.

I brought her home a new iMac and MacBook for her home office. Until last night she was PC. Now, she’s experiencing an intimate connection with her computer the likes of which she never thought possible!
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I’m realizing there’s a point where parents go from being proud of their children and their accomplishments, to being happy for their children as they enjoy their accomplishments — a small but important nuance. My oldest son, who is studying piano in Boston, performed this past weekend. I didn’t realize he had reached the level he has, or that he was capable of doing so. I wasn’t really proud. I was much more, purely happy for him.
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My 15-year-old daughter was very pleased because, while in Boston, a college student asked her older brother who she was and how old she is. Great.
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Like every 15-year-old boy in America, my son can be a knucklehead. But one thing he always does, when I go out of my way to do something for him — like taking him and two friends to Giants Stadium, outside New York City, to watch a college lacrosse triple-header — he sincerely thanks me. One day, when he’s working his tail off to take care of his own family, he’ll appreciate how much that means.