Last month we asked our readers to write about “Family/Holidays,” a few weeks later we ran another “Rumpus Readers Report” that featured stories about “neighborhood.”
Well we’re hungry for more of your writing, and this time we want you to tackle the theme “impossible love.”
Please send your submissions, maximum 400 words, to Susan Clements, silentjoy2001 AT yahoo.com. We’ll choose the best ones to run as a feature on the site.
All submissions are due by Friday, January 21 (TODAY!).
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When I think about what I want in man…what I need in a man, I usually come to the conclusion that I do hope to find him one day, but my expectations are so high…it could be impossible. Here is why:
I want a man like my dad. Tall, dark and handsome. Smart. Funny. Hard working. With a contagious laugh.
I want a man who challenges me to step outside my comfort zone one second, and makes me feel like the safest person in the world the next.
I want a man who lets me take center stage but knows when to step in and take control.
I want a man who knows how to use a hammer and nails, and although he loves the fact that I have hung every picture in every apartment I have ever lived, will never let me do it again because he loves taking care of me.
I want a man who appreciates that I am smart and brags to his friends about how proud he is of my accomplishments but continues to challenge me intellectually everyday.
I want a man who loves my independent nature but insists on holding every door for me.
I want a man who can watch football and drink beers with my brothers but help in the kitchen and drink wine with my mom.
I want a man who wears L.L.Bean boots but also has a closet full of power suits.
I want a man who makes mistakes but that I admire every day.
I want a man who knows my flaws but loves that they make me who I am.
I want a man who makes me want to be a better person.
I have met, dated, adored, and even loved, quite a few men in my lifetime. But none of them have come close to making me feel the way the man I described above would make me feel. And while I am hopeful, I also think that I expect too much and am fearful that I might just never find my impossible love.
I think you put too much in what he looks like and not enough on the fact that he loves you and you love him and thats all that matters… kinda.
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