“Flattery will get you no where, but don’t stop trying.”
1.What is the nicest compliment that you’ve ever received, and 2.what is the kindest thing you’ve ever wanted to tell someone else??
“Um, according to who? Nothing more than a high brow troll, though occasionally the bi polar personality swung in a constructive direction on innocuous topics.” Omniscient
The first thing that comes to mind was in college. I was in a mountaining climbing class. There was a beautiful woman who I, when I first was introduced to her, told me straight out “You are so beautiful.” I blushed. She was an earthy girl so I’m thinking she wasn’t talking just about my looks. That and the fact I’m only average in the looks category.
The nicest compliment I have ever gotten was from my husband, and he didn’t say a word.
We were not yet married, but living together. One morning he was getting ready to go to work and I was pretending (hoping) to be asleep. I was buried in covers with one arm hanging out.
He knelt down and kissed the inside of my wrist.
(cue the “awwwwwe”)
It was awesome!
The nicest thing I’ve ever wanted to tell someone? Hard to answer as people are moved by different things, but I’ll give it a go. Whenever I tell Mr Duhnym that I’m proud of him, he grins like a kid in a candy store.
::feeling the love::
A woman needs four animals in her life: A mink in the closet, a Jaguar in the garage, a tiger in the bedroom, and an ass to pay for it all.
—Zsa Zsa Gabor
Well Sue, I hardly need to say ‘awwww’ then do I??
The nicest thing I ever heard was from my oldest son, DJ. He had just had his eyes operated on (he was 12 years old), and I wanted to be the first person he saw when he opened his eyes.
I was, tiny drops of blood coursed their way down his face. I protested to him, to keep his eyes closed, and he said,
‘No, I don’t mind, I need to see your face, Mom’ (THAT still makes me want to cry!)
The kindest thing, or maybe ‘realest’ thing I ever told someone, was my best friend, way back, about twelve years ago. I really thought I was dying, and I told my husband before being rushed to the hospital, to please call ‘Leta, I need to see her, one more time’. She did come, and of course, I, obviously, didn’t die either!!
Judy
“Um, according to who? Nothing more than a high brow troll, though occasionally the bi polar personality swung in a constructive direction on innocuous topics.” Omniscient
My memory does not serve me well, Anti-Pro. Anyhow, recently my wife said I was a good dad. I was gushing. But, she also says I’m not fat–an obvious lie.
Your love runs through my life, like a deep babbling brook, running happily over the rocks, playing in the sunshine, laughing noisily to itself in pure joy. <I am so blessed>
2.a. You were always there for me, showing in a zillion little ways how much you care for me, you are my treasure, my heart.
Who did I say these too? Do I really need to spell it out?
You sing in my consciousness like a counterpoint to my life.
L.L.
First a little background information.
A very close friend of mine discovered he had cancer about a year ago. It’s moving very quickly and over the last year his quality of life has totally deteriorated. On his most recent admission into the ICU, his doctors said it was time to call family and friends. Last Friday his wife called me and asked me to come to DC. As I was packing to go, I was sitting on my bed and just broke down sobbing about how it’s not supposed to happen to this person, etc. To steal a quote from As Good as it Gets, Mike is the kind of person that made me want to be a better person. Anyway, unbeknownst to me, my 17 y/o son witnessed the whole thing.
The best compliment I ever received? It was my teenage son telling my wife he felt so helpless seeing me cry. He said he’d never seen me cry his whole life and felt so helpless because I was usually the one everyone leaned on in tough times, and that I was his role model. When my wife told me, it put a lump in my throat. The teenage kid that I yell and scream and fuss at to do his homework, clean his room, etc. actually looks up to me.
BTW, to those of you who believe in a higher power… Think a kind thought (prayer?)for my friend Mike. A year ago he was 6’2” and healthy, now he barely weighs 100 lbs., and is catatonic from morphine.
I didn’t go to college after high school. I knew I wouldn’t take it seriously, and my parents couldn’t help me with tuition, so I would be taking out loans to pay for it. So I started working full time. After a year of that, I moved into an apartment with a roommate. A year later, I started taking classes while working full time. I went to a high school in a very wealthy town, and a lot of my friends are loaded. I’ve always been very jealous of them, the fact that they can just jet to Europe for a year on Daddy’s bill. One such friend sent me an e-mail telling me that she is in awe of me, of my strength, of my knowing myself well enough to know that I wouldn’t take college seriously as a 17 year old, and that she couldn’t imagine having the strenght of character it takes to be completely financially independant from your parents at 18. It made me cry. I was feeling so alone, and so stupid for thinking I could take care of myself, and her e-mail came completely out of the blue.
As for what I want someone to say:
“The highest compliment one can be paid by another human being is to be told: because of what you are, you are essential to my happiness.” - Nathan Branden
Once, in college, a Wesleyan dormmate arranged to have some friends of his come and talk to me. He did this because I proclaimed to him that I was an atheist. Well, they came over, and we talked, and it wasn’t an ugly shouting match. I made my case to them that the universe, as I saw it, was explicable in itself and God, though not impossible, was highly unlikely to exist.
When I left, some friends of mine stayed behind to talk to the Wesleyans a bit more. They still didn’t really understand why I didn’t believe in God, apparently. They asked my friend, Kevin, why I felt like I did. At that point, Kevin gave me the highest compliment I’ve ever received: “Because he thinks.”
I wish I could thank Jim Henson for helping me grow up right. There hasn’t been a more positive role model for children in our time than Jim and his creations.
Hey Otto, You can learn more about someone finding out how they use language than a bajillion ‘What are you wearing?’ questions will do, other than finding out that they are well dressed!
Pooch, the good dad will last forever in your son’s heart, and you have a wife who recognizes it, which is a great deal more important than your size!
Lex, I’d like to hear the story, but you could still tell your friend, that he is quite a man, and leave out the dad comparison, which would focus on the negative rather than the positive, it is ** still ** a tremendous gift to give him.
purplebear, no need to spell, lucky you!!
Enright3, I don’t think there is anything more powerful than showing ourselves vulnerable to our kids, it helps them see beyond us as ‘just’ parents. I’ll be praying for Mike.
SR, that IS a rare thing to recognize your limitations at such a young age! AND, it is a rare thing to have it recognized by your rich friend too. Are you still friends?
Max, that’s a wonderful story, showing more about Jim Hensen, than just his amazing talent with puppets. What a incredible spirit.
Being at a retreat my sophmore year in college and having my friend Pete (who I had just met 2 days before) look at me and say, “When I heard you sing at mass tonight, it was like the voice of an angel.”
Having a very good friend and someone I admire a lot say two simple words. “You rock.”
What I’d like to tell someone: I’d love to be able to tell my godfather and my Aunt Mary how much they meant to me. My dad’s family ignores my family at best…and they were the only ones who took a real interest in me. I hope they knew how much I loved them.
Anti Pro: Yep, we’re still friends. But she is (most predictably) in Europe at the moment. Just turned 21, depressed to be 21 in a country where it doesn’t matter. I told her we’d have an old-school slumber party when she came home to celebrate, Dirty Dancing, make-overs, the whole nine. But most importantly, I found a friend who tells you when they are impressed by something you’ve done, something I’ve tried to do more when I realised how much it helped me hearing it.
1.What is the nicest compliment that you’ve ever received?
A friend of mine once told me I was the least neurotic person she knew.
2.what is the kindest thing you’ve ever wanted to tell someone else??
I have no idea. I just included this so you’d know I wasn’t ignoring the second part of the question.
Your Official Cat Goddess since 10/20/99.
Hey, I like that hat, man. They sell men’s clothes where you got that?
I’m really, really shy and was pretty dorky and unpopular in high school (and I went to an arts school, too!), but senior year I was voted “Friendliest” in the senior superlatives, and that still means so much to me
“I was born in this town, I was raised in this town, and I’ll probably die in this town. Hell, I’ve already been hit by a car on this street, twice!”–if you recognize where this quote is from or who said it, please tell me.
Falcon, While I believe it’s important to tell people how much they mean to you ** now **, if they are gone, * your thoughts * of them means a part of them still lives.
SR, it sure sounds like you have a treasure of a friend, but then so does she.
Hey, Kat, you probably are VERY un neurotic (NOT that I would be able to tell!) but it’s not too late to tell someone nice today!
Your saying you just wrote in the second part of the question, so that I wouldn’t think you were ignoring it made me laugh for the first time today, thanks!!
“Um, according to who? Nothing more than a high brow troll, though occasionally the bi polar personality swung in a constructive direction on innocuous topics.” Omniscient