Monday, September 2, 2013
LOVE, IN FAIRYTALE
In light of my last few "Dating 101" articles, posted on my website, many of you wrote in asking:
"If a guy wanted to date me, what would he have to know?"
I think this list could easily be "forever growing". I find that as you grow up, the things that you thought may have been important in the past can easily mean little or nothing today.
I used to think that I wanted someone who was exactly like me. Someone who liked all the same things as I did - so we'd have much in common. Truth be told, I don't really feel like that anymore. If similarities are there, great. Otherwise, I think it would be much more fun to find someone who is somewhat different than who I am. Exploring their dreams and likes could be fun and who knows, I may find something else that I love too - and didn't know it!
I want to know that someone is looking out for me. That they can be my strength. I'm used to being a man's "Florence Nightingale" Giving them purpose and all the answers to their lives, but no one's ever stopped to give back. That's been something that has always made me sad. I'd like to have a man who brings to my life without asking, for a change. Sounds simple enough, right?
I don't want to be with someone that I feel like I am constantly trying to fight for their attention. But rather, I want someone who will know that I deserve the best man they can be for me, simply because I should be shown nothing less than everything.
I really want an old fashioned kind of love. Meaning, something more than just jumping into bed whenever time and lustful thoughts permit. I want a man who tries so hard to kiss my hand and hold it up to his heart. Cherishing moments of just sitting across from one another and not being able to stop smiling at one another.
Longing for the day to be looked at by a man like he just saw every purpose of his life, flash before his very eyes in mine. Like everything just clicked and now makes sense. As if every other moment had to end, so ours could begin.
I know.. I know... I dream to much! But it's what I want, so who is anyone to say that it can't happen, huh? After all, am I not the author of the book about my life?