I Believe in Fairies, Dragons, Good Men and Other Mythical Creatures

That's how the bumper sticker on the car in front of me read. I acknowledge with a silent "amen" to it's exactness and mentally filed it in my "witty and true" sayings file. End of story, not exactly. A couple of months ago I was chatting with a blogging buddy(a good man), who had posted an intriguing post on men's roles and how they had changed over the years. I stated in his blog that I didn't personally know any men who remained faithful to their marriage/relationship for an extended period of time, much less stepped up to the plate as head of the household. I pinned on my bitter divorcee badge and wore it proudly. It seemed as though most of my women friends, family, and even acquaintances were all sisters in a sorority of scorned women done wrong by ego driven, narcissistic men.

Of course I was wrong...

Struggling with my romantic side, I searched for an example to prove me wrong and voila' I found one such mythical creature; my friend "A" "A" had single-handedly, by example, changed my perception and this is how he did it. "A" had fallen in love with a terminally ill girl despite warnings from his well-meaning friends. They told him that it would only hurt when by the time she reached 25; give or take a few years, she would die and leave him standing in a puddle of tears and regret. He didn't listen to them because he believed in spite of her condition, she was worthy to be loved, worthy of the near perfect condition within the human condition, worthy of the thing that inspires all that is inspired. They questioned his logic, but love laughs in the face of logic, and still he did not listen. "Moni," he said. "I would rather have a few years of "now" with her than all the years of "later" without her." I cried, he cried, then I hugged him and told him he was a good man."

No myth here.


Sometimes I'm wrong, and sometimes I admit it...sometimes. :)

To "A" and "C" God bless you both.



The Conversation

He

If I could I would extract the last breath from my lungs and breathe it into you.
And if I could, I would lay down my life at your feet so that you would have a life to live.
I existed before I met you, but I never lived until I saw my reflection in your eyes.
There was a half written story of me that was never complete until you wrote it.
I began with your beginning and I will end with your ending
squeezing every moment of togetherness until it is as dry as a desert stone.
Only cynical unbelievers will try to instill man-made logic and tell us we must abide by it.
We will close our ears to them and open our hearts to immovable faith
and there we will live my angel.

She

If you see it for me, I will believe it for me.
I am fragile this is true.
But you with me; we are a force to be reckoned with
Never could I have dared to let myself trust until now.
I have fought all my life for my life.
We put on the same armor, we go into the same battle,
and we will be victorious
passionately compassionate for one another
our hearts soaked in immovable faith
from the Omnipotent One.
And there we will live my angel.

The measure of a man is not proved by his possessions, but by how easily he loves.