Before we head on to the main part of this post I want you to read the story below:
Once there was a little girl who lived in a small town. She had immense love for all humankind. Her passions made her move city after city and everywhere she went she found people who needed a piece of her happiness. So she shared some and moved ahead.
A few years passed before the little girl realized that all those pieces she gave away have left her solitary. She felt empty but she moved again.
Only for a moment, she stood silent and searched for someone like her. Fortunately, there he was. Standing behind a closed door.
Just like her, he had given away many of his pieces. The more she saw him the more she saw he needs some share of her happiness too.
He was a man sharper than the sharpest, with kind eyes behind his shiny glasses. It was clear that she wanted him to have her last share of happiness.
She pitied her fortune and passed him the last share.
"Hello" said the man and that she needs to stop.
I've got something to share as well,' the man said. It's my last piece of happiness and I have been told by heaven to tell you that you need it the most. Do you? '
All right yes,' said the girl.
Several more years passed before the girl was old enough to understand that though she received his only piece, it was bigger than all those she had given away.
She stood still for a moment and asked him why? 'because I'm here to stay', the man replied.
She looked at the man with respect. He was certainly someone very important.
'I'm going to move ahead of here would you like to come?', the girl said.
The man looked pleased and she held his hand tight and they moved ahead together.
She learned about his fears and all his scars. They felt like her own.
They didn't know where they were reaching next but they worked hard, build their castle and loved each other forever.
I already know what you are thinking at this point.
Is it my story? Yes.
Did I write it? Of course yes.
Since it's my blog I am not letting you go empty-handed with just my love story.
If you ask me about love and becoming her "Mr.Right" I would say his way of loving me is the way to love.
Stay by her side no matter what happens in your lifetime.
My husband has always encouraged me to follow my passions. He did that ever since we met, from the time I was a solitary reaper (lol).
Through his eyes I have discovered a version of me I never knew existed before. I am flawless in all my flaws and the happiest when we walk together in our life journey.
It's not that we don't argue but it's like we have discovered each other so well that we always mend our ways and communicate.
My relationship experience and surrounding observations have helped me understand that a man shows true love to his woman when he wins over in showing her, his version of her.
It might sound complicated but it is not. It is totally worth it.
All of us have histories and insecurities we don't want others to know about. It is vulnerable to let these things come out.
Nevertheless, if you are really in love help her learn what you see in her. Like your version of who she is. Your optimism would be so much inspiring and empowering to her.
Believe me, all that background noise, materialistic stuff, comparison everything would disappear. The universe would sing a happy song when you two dance holding each other.
I am indeed a lucky woman. It gives me tears of joy when I realize that it's already been four months post my marriage. Oh Lord! I am so happy as I write this. I love him so much️.
