I’ve thought much in recent weeks with the demise of this relationship coming quickly about all the things I have shrugged off and overlooked in the time we’ve been together. I’ve been working on a list of what I don’t wants, which leads me to some sort of idea about what I do want.
It’s challenging to think about all those things at this moment, but I do want to jot some things down as a recollection in the future…
I don’t want someone who believes slap-stick humor is the best humor around and insists that I should enjoy the childish, crude and degrading “humor.” (The occasional slap-stick comedy is okay.)
I don’t want someone who can’t find another verb to use in place of foul language. There are countless other words that can – and should – be used.
I don’t want someone in my life who has more issues than me. I have enough to contend with to add all of that on top.
I don’t want someone in my life who finds enjoyment out of degrading others to make himself feel more worthy.
I don’t want someone who is “too selfish” for a family.
I don’t want someone who believes the way to your heart is through your pants… I am a person, not just a ‘thing.’
I do want someone who is kind.
I do want someone who will spend the night dancing with me to every slow song possible.
I do want to receive flowers – not daily, but occasionally would be nice.
I want someone who is going to accept me without focusing on my faults (and I do have them!)
I want someone who is going to boost me up, not leave me feeling unappreciated.
I want someone who enjoys the arts. Concerts are fantastic, but museums, galleries, and plays are wonderful too.
I want someone who is going to respect the fact that I have a child and encourage him to be first in my life.
I want someone I’m dying to run home and tell my family about… I want him to offer all the giddy feelings I never could think possible.
Most of all, I want someone who is true: True to self, true to other and true to my son and me.