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You know what I was thinking about today? What makes someone pretty? I’m not talking about someone’s personality or manorism or anything like that I mean physically. I have always considered myself to be a fairly pretty woman. But since I have had this swollen mouth and bloated eye I don’t feel so pretty. But my man put things back in to perspective for me. He let me know that I was still beautiful to him regardless of what my face was going through. That man has made such of a difference in my life. I can actually say that I have a close relationship with a man, and that is such a beautiful thing to have and such a beautiful thing to be able to say. Because I could never say that before. Most of the relationships that I have had with men have always turned into something ugly and I am just blessed that this man has become my bestfriend.

He takes care of me when I’m sick, he makes sure that I’m good. He looks out for me. For me to find that in a man, I feel blessed. True I had that type of support in my family, when it came to the cousins and the many women that are in my family. Don’t get me wrong I truly appreciate everything that my family has done and does for me. But it is something different when you find that quality in a man that isn’t tied to you and doesn’t owe you anything. That is something that is hard to find. I never thought that I would meet and love someone that is just like me. We get along like we have known each other our whole lives’.

When I was growing up I knew that I wanted to fall in love, and had the idea of the type of man that I wanted to marry. I always said that I wanted someone that would love me for me, someone that had a personality like mine, someone that I could love that would love me back, that thought I was the most beautiful woman in the world, and that I could spoil that would also spoil me. He is everything that I asked for. I’m not gonna lie he does get on my nerves sometimes. But he’s still my baby.

I find so many girls, younger than me dealing with all kinds of B.S. thinking that they aren’t gonna find a better man. I always try to let them know that there is a good man out there waiting to find a good woman. The problem is we as women get to comfortable in relationships and don’t want to leave because we don’t want to start over. Cause we know that starting over requires work, and a lot of us fill that it’s easier just to stick with what you know. Granted, sometimes it is but other times you just need to let a lose be a lose and a win a win. Learn to let go when a relationship isn’t serving you, because he will. When I speak about letting go, I’m talking about when your in  manipulative, abusive, or relationships where your other half is cheating. Things along those lines don’t require any further thought. It’s just my opinion, but I feel when someone makes any one of those three things a habit, they don’t deserve you in the first place.

I can’t lie though I thought the same way that a lot of the younger girls think. I realize that the only reason we think that way (most of us) is do to not knowing how a man is suppose to treat you. So many women let men do them any kind of way because they didn’t have a father figure around them to show them how a woman is suppose to be treated. That is the main cause of the roles reversing. What I mean is, there are so many men out here that don’t want to play their part but want you to play your part, his momma’s part and sometimes his part. That’s because they were raised by a single mother that had to do it all on her on and she never required him to grow up and become the man that he was suppose to be.

I mean it’s sad when you think about, because most of these girls are going to be settling for boys because they have know clue what a man is. That is something that has definitely got to change because when you experience a man you will never want to go back to a boy ever again.

Lastly, value yourself. Be strong enough to love yourself past the pain that any man (boy) inflicts.

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