Hello Mr Right,
Hope this letter meets you in good health and a state of wellbeing.
I would love to meet you. I have heard so much about you from fellow women. How you are the man of their dreams but sadly only exists in their dreams. How you will be able to meet all of a woman’s needs without her verbalizing it. I’ve also heard of how you complete a woman as the perfect spouse, friend, confidant, and lover. Tall, dark , handsome and chiseled to the “T”. A smart talker, wise money maker and a complete gentleman who will treat his woman like a princess because you were raised by a Queen.
Is it true that I will never have to worry about a thing again because you will be more than I’ve ever imagined! You will stand up for me and have my back all the time. My future will be all bright and beautiful, breakfast in bed, roses and chocolate delivered during the day and dinner time will be a romantic candle lit event on the yacht you bought in my name.
They say you will never cause me any pain or heartache, never break my trust. You will take me as I am and never utter a word about my faults. I’m also told that you will provide all of my needs, material, emotional, physical even spiritual so much that I won’t need to lift a finger. You will love me a million times more than I love you and I will never need to fear your betrayal.
Is all of this really true? Pray tell me.
However, I’m curious to know, if all this much time, energy, emotion and effort is spent on making me happy, will there be time for anything else? Will I get tired of your perfection and seek a dose imperfection once in a while. Would you bore me to death with always being right and out rightly deny me the pleasure that comes with learning from mistakes?
Would you also be kind enough to let me know if I qualify to be your Mrs when I haven’t been able to get most things Right in my life. Would Mr Right be willing to put up with miss “not so right”?
Mr Right, I’m kinda certain there’s only one of you out there because a million and one of us are still looking out for you. If that is the case then, how will you make up your mind on one of us? Are we all going to get a chance to prove our worthiness to you or have you been taken already?
I ask all these questions because too many of us suffer the pain of loneliness waiting for your arrival , and the rest of us who think we found you at some point later came to the conclusion that it was your copy cat we encountered just because things didn’t go the way we dreamed it would.
Should I wait for a response and hope for our magical meeting? Should I start daydreaming of what our first date will be like and how your lips will feel against mine when we have our first kiss. Is it time for me to start mapping out a plan of where we would live and how many kids we would have?
OR
Should I rather work on myself to be a better person, bring my heads out of the clouds and face reality. Normalize my expectations and believe I can make MR RIght out of whomsoever I choose to. Realize that perfection does not exist anywhere but life is kind enough to accommodate those of us working toward perfection but may never attain it.
We have all forgotten that the beauty of love is when I am able to cover another’s imperfection by acceptance, knowing that we ourselves are no where near perfect.
Dear Mr Right, your silence has convinced me that you do not exist, so I’m quitting waiting on you. I’m going back home to my spouse. I’m going to make him my lover all over again. I’m going trust him more, believe in him more, sing more of his praises, appreciate his efforts more, make dinner without grumbling, offer him the sincerity of my heart and expose my vulnerability to him. I’m certain if he sees my changed ways he will turn out to be my very own Bespoke Mr Right, Tailored to meet my needs and my needs alone! Not coveted by millions of women all over the world like you but he will regarded as the perfect match for me. I’m going home to be a better me, to enjoy everything life has brought my way knowing well that all things work together for my good!
I have you to thank Mr Right for bringing me back to my senses.
Please be kind enough to release the million other women under your spell and send them out of the cloud of their dreams and back to reality to make the most of what their beautiful lives have been made to be.
Take care of yourself and send me a post card when you meet Mrs Right!
Thank you so much for reading.
love you staxx
“B”
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