One of my kids has never hesitated to tell me that she loves me. K freely expresses her emotions and affection and it doesn't matter if anyone else sees or overhears.
When she first started college, K sent me sporadic e-mails. I tried to get her on board with my preferred communication model that I'd established three years earlier with her older sister -- a daily e-mail. I didn't expect anything lengthy; I was looking for something along the lines of a brief check-in, an "I'm still alive and doing okay" type of message. K tried, but it just wasn't her style. She would much rather call or text and only e-mailed as a last resort.
Even though e-mails were low on her priority list, K did make an effort to answer the e-mails I sent her. After about a month I began to notice something unusual -- K always ended her e-mails with "lvoe" or "lvoes."
I didn't know what to make of that. Was "lvoe" some new, cool expression that had flown under my pop culture radar or was my child turning into an abysmal speller? I waited a while to see if "lvoe" would morph into "love," and when it didn't, I finally asked her about her unusual closing.
K had no idea what I was talking about; she hadn't realized her typo. We both decided that it was cute and to this day she uses "lvoe" or "lvoes" in the e-mails and texts she sends me. It's a little secret just between the two of us.
I am a lucky mom -- not only does my daughter love me, she also "lvoes" me. : )
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