Wednesday, March 04, 2009

the perfect man

the bride's maid stood up infront of hundreds of eyes and told the groom that he has to be attentive, caring, sensitive, wonderful, sweet, clean and a whole list of other adjectives that must have been a mile long in the speech of hers. ahhh....the expectations of an unwed woman in territory unknown.

i once was that foolish. i remember eons ago wishing, wanting my future husband to be everything, to be perfect, to be there for me in every way. to be every single wonderful adjectives that can possibly be. but does such perfection exist out there? and in the minute chance that it does, how do we compare with such perfection? us with our own flaws and weaknesses, won't we feel unable to measure up? for something that we are not, and will be unable to achieve in this lifetime, how strange that we expect that of others.

after 13 years of marriage, i finally understand what a marriage means. to be when the other cannot be. sometimes to give a little space, and other times to come a little closer. not to question what he should do for you but rather seek what you can do for him. not to look into his flaws but instead concentrate on his beauty, for everyone has both and everything is bi-faceted. to understand, to forgive and to love. these are lessons that i have not perfected but am learning to practice.

and when even 13 years seem like only yesterday, you know that you've found the one. a love that lasts a lifetime.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

sweeeeett :)

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