Years ago, I read The Five Love Languages. The big takeaway for me was that people don’t always give and receive love the same way, which makes a lot of sense. Some people show love by giving gifts. Others do it through acts of service. And so forth. The book is technically about couples, but the idea stuck with me. Over time, I started to realize it applies to kids too—it can actually help them feel more secure if we figure out how they interpret love.
My love language has always been physical touch. I’m a hugger. After a long day at work, I used to come home, scoop up my daughter Jupiter, kiss her cheeks, and feel like I was pouring all my love into her. But sometimes, I could tell it didn’t quite land. She still wanted something more, and I couldn’t figure out what I was missing.