Popping in to add;
I am so thankful, greatful, ELATED for every failed relationship I have ever had. I would trudge through every heartbreak again, just so I have to perspective to appreciate the amazing man that my husband is.
I often see women who stumble across a great man, only to try and change them into their vision of what they want their man to be like.
I've had sharp dressed men, but my dude has zero fashion sense and not an ounce of male ego (to make some wonder if he's gay). I don't tell him how to do squat! I love his generous soul, pleasing selflessness, and his inhibition to hold my purse if needed!
I wouldn't dare change a socked flip-flop on his body!
And, I make him feel like he's bonafide eye candy. Even in his camo shorts and gingham fishing shirt
I had a lot of toads before I found a true prince. The real ones are the ones who make you feel like a princess.