As a young girl, I remember dreaming up the perfect man for me. As I grew older, I let that dream man dictate the type of man I was determined to settle down with. It was a very unrealistic expectation, but I proceeded with the hunt. After many years of abuse and being used, I settled on my ex husband. He won because he didn’t beat me or use me as an ATM. Once we split, operation dream boy was back on.
Our story is kind of funny. See I have a weird thing about numbers and always pick ones with a 0 or 5. It’s silly, but those numbers just seem filling to me. I was playing a game called Words With Friends with my sister and she was taking eternity to play her turn. I was scrolling through the game and noticed the annoying notifications at 27. That’s a double whammy for me. I hate notifications and I hate them to not be 0 or 5. When I clicked it, I realized it was 27 game requests from community players. I decided to accept a few and of course my limit was 10. But wait…there was 11 and he looked interesting. I lingered over the X button because I didn’t think I could accept one more to pass me over 10, but 15 was too many. Is this not the lamest argument to go over in my head?! So I accepted. Of course I went and deleted someone who looked less intriguing so I only had my 10. Haha anyway we started chatting. Honestly, you can tell a lot about a person based on their word game skills. Two weeks in and we decided to meet up. We’ve seen each other every single day since with the exception of one guard duty weekend. Do you know we’ve nearly crossed each other’s paths my entire adult life?! I kept his son in the nursery at church. His ex family was friends with my mom for years. I left Home Depot as he was coming in. It was definitely fate.
Our story didn’t immediately have a happy ending. He had a laundry list of reasons why I should run. I was telling my mom about him and her response was “He has a lot of baggage…that’s worrisome.” My adorable sister responded to my mother with “Umm have you met your daughter?!” Hahaha clearly I also had a laundry list of reasons send someone running. I remember telling my sister I couldn’t understand why the hell I was sticking around with him. I’ve dropped a guy for chewing too loud. What has happened to me?!
But for whatever reason, I stuck it out. You see, he was worth the laundry list. And evidently so was I. So we built the ideal life for us and began to learn and love and grow together. We are stronger than ever before because of the obstacles we’ve faced. He was worth it. And he’s nothing like the dream guy I dreamed up. He’s incredibly smart, kind and genuine. He makes me laugh and puts up with my high maintenance tendencies and controlling ways. He loves me when I’m ugly from the inside out. He takes care of me and my children with no questions asked. And have I mentioned he’s incredibly SEXY?! 😍😍😍 Hubba hubba. I mean that was probably part of my dream boy checklist. But he’s not super tall and not covered in tattoos and doesn’t work in a garage and didn’t have tons of money. That’s who I dreamed up.
The point of this blog is to hopefully wake you up. No relationship is easy…even if it looks like a fairytale. If I’d waited around for my “type”, I would’ve completely missed out on this wonderful life God had in store for me. So don’t block your blessings. Don’t let your head get in the way. Listen to the man upstairs and follow your heart. Never did I imagine I could love someone so completely. Every girl deserves that as her fairytale ending…