“I can get my head turned by a good-looking guy as much as the next girl. But sexy doesn’t impress me. Smart impresses me, strength of character impresses me. But most of all, I am impressed by kindness. Kindness, I think, comes from learning hard lessons well, from falling and picking yourself up. It comes from surviving failure and loss. It implies an understanding of the human condition, forgives its many flaws and quirks. When I see that in someone, it fills me with admiration.”
Lisa Unger, Beautiful Lies
An older friend once told me, “I know you want a pretty boy right now, but when you get older you’ll find that his looks aren’t important. Find a man who will hold the door open for you. Find a man who is good to his family. Find a man who respects his mother. Do not fall in love with a man from a broken home. He will not know how to build one with you.”
I met him because of his wicked sense of humour, and he can make me laugh even when I feel like crying. He’s intelligent but not arrogant, and he exudes the kind of quiet confidence that takes years to perfect. He does not think that I am broken, or indulge me in my flaws, but he understands and accepts me for who I am. If this isn’t love, I don’t know what is.
P.S. He is actually very pretty too. I got lucky.