We live in a very patriarchal society, where we wait for Feb 29th & a blue moon to be allowed to do it.
My Mr. O is a mix between traditional role of man & ultra modern yes the 3D man. Hahaha I just saw him as Iron Man, anyhu I digress, Mr. O has been my pillar of strength & sanity. Being in business you need this, his brutal honesty has shaped me, toughened me and upset me to my very core. He has shaken the truths i swore by, told me off, i even stopped talking to him once he resorted to stalking me & saying “ehe talk to me” like am a toddler. He is a gracious man who has stomached a lot of my juvenile tantrums and full grown wrath, but he has stuck by me, when most ran off, screaming to the hills. Yes I stress him a bit but i think if it was easy he’d be stressed.
Why would I propose? I am selfish and a hoarder, hahaha bad reasons? Not at all. This is how I see it, if ancient man, the one who was discovered by the Leakey family clubbed a (wo)man over the head, said “MINE” thumped his chest, well whichever came first and voila they were married, sembuse mimi? (why not me).
I know all the self righteous ones will say oh we are civilised & cultured. Excuse me as i laugh, pwaaaaahhahahahahahahaha these are the same ones who will say, a woman’s place is in the Kitchen, (i love the kitchen btw ask the O.) Anyhu that said, other practical reasons, I prayed & waited for & God sent him my way, everyday I look at him, hear his voice, feel his touch I know I am barely scratching at the tip, what more does he hide? The good, the great, the ugly, oh I want it all. I know you may wonder how I know for sure he is the one? Honestly I am praying & the rest is God’s. I have thrown it to the wind, I know God will catch me whether good or great. And I will have no regrets I gave it my best.
So whatchu say guys? Should I club him on the head, thump my chest (as gently as possible 😉 ) declare mine?
Ok knowing him he’ll beat me to it. But yes since I have been found am content with this cave man of mine 🙂
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