A Real Man.
I am trying to write this week’s blog with my new puppy at my feet. She demands instead, that I instead pay attention to her. I pick up one of her many balls and roll it, encouraging her to “gogettheball”. She just waits. Instead she wants my pant leg. And since I am wearing the last pair of pants without itty-bitty puppy teeth marks in it, I cannot ignore her. I get down on the floor and play. Little Bear asks little of me; she wants to cuddle, play fetch and hopefully, get a treat. The treat I give her is the same puppy food that she gets three times a day but it seems that eating it out of my hand instead of her bowl makes it better. Like when Anneke and I eat pizza on the floor in front of the fireplace. Its just better that eating it at the dining room table.
So, I love my puppy. I know this. I will do anything for her. I loved her the moment I laid my eyes on her. But of course, for most of us, a puppy is not enough. We are social beings. Most of us want some sort of companionship.
How do you know if what you feel for your man is love? You know that it is better than that bone-crushing loneliness you had before you met him.
But is it love? Or is settling, or obsession, or a diversion?
Rather than asking yourself how you feel about him, please ask yourself the most important question of all.
How do you feel about yourself when you are with him.
Do you feel marvelous? Happy to be you? Appreciated and celebrated?
Or do you feel slightly on edge? Anxious. Like you have to prove something. Maybe you feel that you are just a little bit less than who he wants. Maybe you should wear different clothes or maybe lose a couple of pounds…Or maybe, and this is really a bad thing, he lets you know in a vague sort of way that you don’t quite satisfy him the way a better or sexier woman could. Talk about a spirit killer. It is mean and cruel, and yet women put up with it.
Do you remember the movie Murphy’s Romance? I saw this movie in 1985, and even back then, with little dating experience, its very simple lesson made sense. Of course I had no idea that it would be useful to me now, in my fifties.
Sally Field’s character becomes friends with an mature, older, and respectful man played by James Garner and eventually there flows an attraction between them. Yet, when her smooth talking, immature ex-husband returns, she allows him to move in with her again. He is disruptive and creates chaos in her life as he simultaneously, preys on her sympathies and emotions.
James Garner’s character, watching this transpire, finally has enough and lets her go saying something like ‘when you are ready for a real man… let me know’.
What is a real man? And, is the man you are with, a real man?
This is what I absolutely know about men and real men..
If, when you are with him you feel great about who you are, he is probably a real man. He wants you to feel good. He celebrates this.
If his actions, not just his words, are honest and respectful at all times, then he is probably a real man.
And if, at the same time he also pays attention to his own needs, (he respects himself), He is a Real Man. Pay close attention to this man.
Oi Vey. I finally get it. At 56 years old, I understand the difference between a man playing at being a man, and a real man.
The biggest danger for a widow is that she accepts less that she deserves. Sadly, I did this myself and called it love, and I know a good number of you have done the same. I know this because I speak to you almost every day.
Please call me for a sample coaching session. You have a chance, again, to ask for and expect…the best.
Warmly, Mie Elmhirst 508-540-4421
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