I’m 53 years old and I’m wondering something. Why did it take me so long to understand and appreciate them? I could have been enjoying them all along – all of these years, starting with the little boys that terrorized me on the playground and fast forward to today, my husband and my teenage son and others that I call friend. This is my tribute to you – all of the men in my life and all of the men that read Madeline Eatenton.
I do truly wish that I had learned to appreciate all of you earlier. Instead of bewildered judgement, I could have put on my childlike innocence and enjoyed the wonderful masculine creatures, that God has put into my life. I would have had many more years to be entertained by your weird, lovable, adorably goofy testosterone induced genius. This description is a high compliment. Men, you make us laugh so hard that we can’t catch a breath. You make us feel safe, protected and cherished. You make us feel beautiful inside and outside, when you look at us and your eyes twinkle a little bit. I want to say a heartfelt thank you, because even though I don’t always understand you, you make my life fuller. You make it more complete and definitely a lot more lighthearted and fun.
Segments of our society seem to have an agenda – portray men as a lower form of the human race. You see this attitude everywhere, from advertisements to television and movies and beyond. The general theme – men cannot survive in life without a woman to tell them when and how. I suppose that this is an extension of the women’s liberation movement, where men were blamed for all of the woes of women. He does need a woman but she needs him too. Each are equally valuable and each necessary to complete a beautiful puzzle. I cannot even imagine a world without strong alpha males. I shudder at the thought. From platonic friendship to romantic love, men are attracted to feminine women and women are attracted to strong masculine men.
I have been blessed to know many strong masculine men. Some of you prefer to not delve too deeply and enjoy a good laugh at hokey humor. Some of you are deeply sensitive, desiring to help other human beings. Some of you are intellectual and relish diving deeply into discussions of philosophy and theology. Some of you focus mostly on Monday night football. Some of you are a little bit of everything. I vow to enjoy every bit – never to roll my eyes and I’ll try my best to not talk during the game, but instead yell and scream right along with you. The next time that I feel myself getting too stressed and serious, I’ll observe the men in my life and get my goofy on.
Again, a heartfelt thank you to men, especially those of you that sacrifice and provide, cherish and protect. The women in your life are blessed to have you.