A Perfect Man....?

I do not think a perfect man exists, in fact, I believe this is a myth that girls have been taught for centuries.  It started with Cinderella and worked it's way through the centuries.  The man with the glass slipper that sees through the soot to the beauty of the woman...hogwash!  I think that the princess kissing a lot of frogs to finally find a prince is more truthful.  I've spent my time with a lot of tadpoles and a few frogs but I think I've found my soulmate.

The notion of soulmates has always intrigued me, to find that one person who I can grow with and understands me.  That to me is a soulmate.  I believe I've found my soulmate and he challenges me to be a better person everyday.  I will say that I've grown with him more than any other person I've known.  And to grow with someone is truly a gift.

I will not fabricate huge stories of how great marriage is, in fact, it is an extremely difficult undertaking even when you are married to a soulmate.   There are differences and problems that come along with marriage.  The mother-in-laws, the finances, the kids, the constant battle on chores, the differences on how we each do things.  His way of ignoring problems hoping they will go away while I tackle them head on.  If you start adding up all the issues and differences, you would wonder, "and why are they a together?"

We are together because we love each other but most importantly we accept each other for what they are at that very moment in time.  I can say, that I've never been able to do that with anyone else, to purely accept warts and all.  However, with my husband I do and he does with me.  The unconditional acceptance is truly to me the ideal of soulmates.

I am not hell bent on him changing, I understand that if he wants to change he will, and if he doesn't he won't.  But I do believe that we are together to evoke change in one another.  I know that despite our many times we are wanting to scream at each other that there are the times that we laugh.  My husband is the only person that can make me laugh when I am steaming mad, and that is a feat in and of itself.

So all-in-all, he's the one that buries himself in the computer escaping the fight while I'm the scrapper that will fight tooth and nail.  He is the one that seethes while I am the one that emotes.  I am the passionate one where he is the emotional aloof fellow.  I am the serious one while he is the one always cracking the jokes.  Basically we are the opposites of one another, we compliment and tolerate one another's quirks.  And we love each other despite all the crap we lob at each other. We get each other.  And for that, I learn every day the greatness of my husband; for he actually understands me without the harshness of judging me.

bonobabe bonobabe
31-35, F
2 Responses Apr 24, 2007

Thank you for sharing this. I feel it aded to my understanding of the world.

This is awesome! So heartfelt! You have left me feeling there really is hope out there. Thank you for sharing!