Throughout the 14+ year history of this little blog, a LOT has gone on behind the scenes of my life.
I mean, that’s an understatement. If you were to rate my life on the Holmes- Rahe Stress Scale I should be dead by now. I won’t go into all that.
If you know, you know.
I’m a lot older and a lot wiser now than I was when I began this blog in 2006. I look back at old blog posts from back then and I cringe. The person I was when I wrote those posts isn’t the person I am now.
Hundreds of posts have been deleted, lest someone stumble upon one of those posts.
I’ve written tons of posts about men during these fourteen years ~ good men and bad ~ and some that I used to think were good, I now KNOW are bad.
But one thing that is certain is that my life has been affected hugely by men.
The most abusive, sociopathic, narcissistic, evil people to cross my path since 2006 have been men. The ones who have stolen from me, bullied me, lied about me and to me… men. Little pansy-ass cowardly beta males. Real men don’t do those things.
But the BEST, most helpful, servant-hearted, giving, generous, amazing people ever to cross my path have been… men.
I have several in my life who have blessed my life more than I have words to express.
There’s my dad, who would lay down his life for me. He has fixed all the things and handed me cash more times than I can count. I’m a single mom and he was raised by a widow single mom so he feels EXTRA responsible for me.
There are a couple of friends’ husbands who have advised me on buying a car, FIXED my car, given me advice on raising children, or let me cry at their kitchen table with their wives for far too many hours. All things they sure didn’t have to do, but good men just do things like that.
There’s a guy friend I’m spending a lot of time with lately who is strong and loyal and grounded and hard-working and intelligent and honest and admirable and protects and provides for the ones he cares about.
I’m blessed and thankful to have so many good men in my life.
Alpha Males, all of them.
The stereotypical masculine male who gets bashed all over social media these days.
Those are the ones who ALWAYS show up for me.
I know if I needed anything, if my car broke down, if I needed groceries, if I was scared, ANY of those men would jump in their truck and be right here.
Gosh, even the roofers, electricians, plumbers and handymen who have worked on my house, I truly believe look out for me a little extra, maybe because I’m a single mom, maybe just because I’m a woman. I don’t know. But I’ve been taken care of, they quite often go above and beyond for me, and I notice it and I’m grateful.
Men in trucks.
I like the men in trucks.
And there’s the ‘mansplaining.’
I never knew ‘mansplaining’ was a real ‘thing’ until I started seeing memes and jokes all over social media about it.
It occurred to me when I noticed my guy friend taking extra time to carefully explain something to me that I already knew. I didn’t tell him I already knew; I just thanked him for helping me.
Apparently ‘mansplaining’ offends the feminist crowd. And I’ll be honest…I don’t understand this brand of feminism that is offended by men who wanna help. I LOVE for men to open the doors for me and protect me and provide for me and help me when the ‘man’ things that are hard for me to do.
And I love it when men take the time to explain things to me. It’s never because they think I’m dumb, or because they need to prove they’re smarter than I am, or for any other reason than because
…a good man protects and provides.
This is the heart behind it. Good men want to help you, and protect you, and provide for you.
The Beta Males do not.
He has evaluated, and decided you are worth, taking the time to explain something to.
I will always be grateful for that.
For all of you good men who have stepped up to help this single mama out, thank you. My life is better because of good men.
Even if your version of helping me out looks like ‘mansplaining’ to the feminists.