Monday, April 30, 2007

So Blessed

I can’t help thinking tonight how blessed I am to have Mr Man. I have heard such awful tales recently of loveless marriages, and relationships and marriages that have failed. A lot of people that I am close to have been hurt so badly, or have never found love at all; it seems love is often far more complicated than “boy meets girl, boy and girl fall in love, boy and girl marry, boy and girl live happily ever after”. I think I have been very lucky.

I remember when I was a very little girl, my Dad telling me that if a man loves me he should treat me like a lady, opening doors for me and walking on the outside of the path. It is probably the most important lesson he ever gave me, and my Dad treated me that way himself.

Mr Man did all those things for me and more. He was the perfect gentleman in every way, and so romantic. In a very short space of time I knew that I wanted to marry him and be with him for the rest of my life. But what if we had never met? Would I be alone? Would I be in a loveless marriage, or on the brink of divorce? Many people say “I just knew that he/she was the one”, but many people get it wrong.

Ten years on we still kiss and cuddle on the sofa. We still hold hands when we go out. We still say “I love you” every single day. I’m still amazed by the way the sun catches his eyes and makes them light up like sky blue topaz. We still leave little messages for each other around the house. I still miss him when I go out for the evening and I’m not with him. He’s still my best friend.

I sometimes wonder at the miracle of love. How did we get it so right?


Yuyi said...

Its really a heart warming post! May both of you always be blessed!

Mr Mans Wife said...

Thank you so much Yuyi. :)

Catherine said...

Your post gave me the warm fuzzies! It made me think of the Jerry McGuire where the main character says, "You complete me."

Mr Mans Wife said...

Thanks Catherine. I haven't seen Jerry McGuire. That's with Tom Cruise isn't it?

I can't help feeling guilty to receive such nice comments for a post that was inspired by such awful news.

Love Always Hopes said...

mr mans wife,

I feel the same way about my husband. He doesn't open my door any more, never really did. I do think it has a lot to do with the fact that by the time I meet him he was well in to his disease, alcoholism, and who know how much schizophrenia played apart in all of it all these years.
What I do want to say is that I always felt that we have a lot unlike any other. I am sure there are a lot of other people who have a love like ours but I do know that there are a whole lot more that don't. I feel so blessed to have my husband not matter what is happening. I know that he loves me too. I love the ways he shows it. Like bringing me empty vases from work because he know that I rather make an floral arrangement than have someone else make it. Just little things like that.

Mr Mans Wife said...

Isn't it amazing when you find that special someone? :o)

Carol said...

I know this is an older post of yours, but I just happened upon it, and strangely, this topic has been weighing on my mind heavily lately.

I think I've been seeing the situation more clearly than I had before, and I get scared. And I start to think that things would be so much easier if I could be married to a "normal" man. Or not married at all. Because then, although I would be lonely, I would know what to expect from day to day, and all this drama would disappear.

How timely was your post.

It reminded me of all the good things we have. Despite the mental illness, I still have a better marriage than many people I know. Even with the deceit, the lack of consideration brought on by the bipolar, even in the worst of it, I knew he didn't do it because "he was just like that".

DH was also one of those men who opened doors, brought me flowers, wrote me love letters, loved to surprise me....he's better now than he was a year ago. I'm seeing more of the man I married. And I need to remember to count my blessings.

Mr Mans Wife said...

Thank you for responding to this post Carol.

I've had those thoughts in the past too, that life would be easier if I was married to someone "normal" - whatever that is. But the truth is that someone else ("normal" or not) might not appreciate me the way Mr Man does, he might not encourage me to be creative the way Mr Man does, or even understand my illness and limitations. We really are a perfect match. I'm sure you and your husband are too, for different reasons.

I never gave up hope that the man I married would "come back". I've been blessed for waiting. I'm sure you will be too.