neighborliness

Turning on TV to check Charlie Rose intro of who's on and unexpectedly catch the sign-off ritual for Mr. Rogers on PBS. How wonderful to be told every day that (paraphrasing Rogers) there's no one else in the whole world like you! And that he likes you just the way you are.

What would happen if we honestly shared such sentiments with those we love as they left for school or work, the last thing at night, at the end of a phone call or e-mail...or when we looked into the mirror?