my husband and I have fought over various and sundry "normal" things... who left the toilet seat up and other such stupid stuff. But I have always been so grateful for the things for which he stood up for as a man. He stood for human rights. If someone was hurting, he did whatever needed to be done to soothe the hurt, no matter what it meant to him, personally. It may have been the last dollar he had in his billfold. It may have been the shirt off his back, literally, or his cup of coffee or the sandwich in his hand. He has walked beside me and behind me and my women friends. He has supported us through everything. I have never felt threatened by him or because of him.
Others have looked at him and thought I could have made so much better of a match. I didn't marry him because of his looks or his money making ability, even though I thought he was good looking and reminded me of John Hartford. I married him because he was the only man who engaged my brain and kept me intellectually stimulated. It hasn't always been easy, and truthfully, ended up with me being the larger breadwinner for the family. That could have led to ego problems and family violence, but it didn't because it's so not in his nature. We approached everything in life as "partners in crime" (gryn), even this aging thing; which is by far one of the hardest experiences we're going through. We look at all the backwards steps the U.S. is taking, at all the causes we fought for when we were younger being shredded and hold each other through the tears and wonder what in the hell we can do about it at our age now other than scream into the abyss. It's like living in a Stephen King novel on steroids. Vote, yeah, sure... of course. But while we both still own the rose colored glasses of our younger years, we no longer wear them. In so many ways I won't enumerate, the Democratic party we supported all these decades (and will continue to support) has let us down. If we had the money to do so, he would do as this old lady of his wishes, and move on to greener pastures someplace. But it seems like the entire world has gone insane.
One thing I do know for certain, tho... despite a plethora of adolescent men-children out there who can't talk and chew bubblegum at the same time, I knew a diamond in the rough when I saw it and made the match of a life time. I was blessed and continue to be so. As much as we scream at these idiot incels and RWNJs, and rightly so, we must never forget there are good men out there; responsible men who are on our side, and always let them know we celebrate them as much as we detest the patriot nut jobs (even tho I'm sure our guys know it).
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