Today there will be ceremonies all over the country comemorating the 10th anniversary of the 9-11 attacks on our country. Locally Wolverine fans are celebrating that amazing victory Saturday night against Notre Dame at Michigan Stadium.
And Lion fans are giddy about the season opener against Tampa Bay. Those are all big stories but I have a bigger crisis in the house.
The boy my 11 year-old daughter Celine liked does not like her any more and would not dance with her at a party Saturday night. The story has taken over the house and tears were shed by mother and daughter. I saw it, shook my head and left the bedroom where the ladies were having their moment.
I know it is not the end of the world. But a young girl does not know it is the end of the world so I suppose we need to take this seriously. Celine knew something was up when the boy refused to dance with her. She got the news from another girl who I believe the boy likes now.
I remember puppy love. I was in love with Suzanne Parks when I was 10. I did not know how to tell her that. And by the time I worked up the nerve to say something, her family moved away. I was devastated. Why did I like her?
She had wavy hair and it smelled good.
I remember falling in love with Gayle Jones. I liked her all the way until she started liking me then I thought she started smelling like copper pennies for some reason.
Ahh young love.
I do not know how to treat this crisis. I simply won’t make fun or her and maybe I will try the old let’s get some ice cream tactic. I know there will be plenty of boys in her life. This was the first one. I suppose rejection gets easier at some point.
I just don’t know when.