I have four men. They’re my men and I love them. Two of my men are right here in my house with me at this very minute. I’m grateful for that. But two of my men are far away. And on this day, I am missing those two men.
Today would have been my father’s 80th birthday. He’s been gone for almost 5 years now. He was my first man. He was the man who taught me what a man was supposed to be. He taught me well. He taught me that a man is strong and energetic; a man loves and cares for his family. He taught me that a man works hard. He taught me that a man is good and trustworthy. My father supported me in all my endeavors, he paid for my lessons and tuition, he came to my games and plays. He was patient with me. Best of all, my father believed that I was an amazing person and when I was around him, I believed that I was an amazing person too. I’m so grateful for the knowledge that I will see my father again one day. My first man was a really, really good man.
My second man is my husband Jason. Jason and I have been apart for almost three weeks now. We’re on different continents, in different hemispheres. We’ll be apart for another month. By the time we see each other again, we will have spent five months of the past year apart. I miss my husband. My husband loves me and I love him. My husband tells me that I’m beautiful. It’s wonderful to know that one person on this planet thinks that I’m beautiful. Every woman should have that. I’m able to live the lifestyle I’ve always dreamed of because my husband works hard to provide it for me. My husband is smart, my husband is handsome and my husband is good. I make it a point to surround myself with funny people, and my husband is truly funny. And better yet, my husband thinks that I’m funny. My second man is a very, very good man.
I have two other men. They are my sons, ages 11 and 13. My last two men are cute, they are smart, they are funny, they are strong, they are resilient, they are kind and they are growing up to be very, very good men.
So I’m a bit melancholy today thinking of my two missing men. But, oh am I grateful for the two men who are here in the house with me right now. Straight, white men have gotten a pretty bad rap during the past couple of decades. Husbands have also gotten a bad rap. It’s become the fashion for women to mock their husbands or to treat them like they’re not really needed or necessary. Many women have chosen to basically eliminate men from their lives altogether. I will never do that. My men are too precious to me. Each is a blessing from my Father in Heaven and I desperately need each one. My men bring balance into my life. Each has taught me important lessons. Each has made me a better woman.
I love my four men and I thank the Lord for giving them to me.