My son had a bad hockey game today. After winning 6 - 1 last night, they lost 7 - 9 to the same team. He walked in the door and the first thing out of his mouth was "I don't want to talk about it". My gift to him was not to push. I took him to his favorite restaurant (Olive Garden). By the end of the meal he was feeling better and said what he needed to say. I just listened!
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