I don't need a man

I don't need a man ... but I want a man ..... I've said that so many times.

I've learned to stand on my own two feet. I have learned to be a plumber, electrictian, fix holes in the wall, mow the lawn, fix the sprinklers .... I rarely reach out for help ...even when I need it. Not as glamorous of a trait as you might think.

I don't need a man ... that statement is a lie. I do.

I finally realize that I do need someone.... I need someone to hold me at night. To tell me how proud they are of me when I accomplish something good ... to hold me and tell me it will be alright when I stumble and fall. I need someone who will sit by my hospital bed to make sure I'm ok. To hold my hand through recovery ... who'll sit and watch me sleep just to be there to take care of me when I wake and need some help.

I need a man to need me ... someone I can encourage. Someone I can be there for ... to listen to his dreams and his fears. I need a man to hold at night, to tell him I am so proud of what he has accomplished and who he is. Someone to tell it will be all right when he stumbles and falls.

So where is he? How do I find him?

I was told by a dear friend to 'not settle' ... but am I waiting for a fairy tale prince who does not exist? Nah ... I don't think so ... I know who you are .... and I will wait....