like the Obamas, Don’t you Think?

We have the power to create, right? You know what fascinates me? How a certain part of town can be transformed from a scrappy old antisocial place into a trendy hip one. A beautiful place where people like to hang. And how does it happen? Certainly not through some fancy investors and developers renovating the houses.

No, it starts small. Someone opens a really cute café where people feel great. Someone has a vision and transforms one little shop into an oasis of kindness. Because that is why we love going to our pubs and café, isn’t it? Because the beautiful surrounding sooths our soul and the attentive staff warms our heart. We get a bit of attention and a hot coffee and we are happy. 

Simple. 

This is how I see relationships sometimes. I’ve never been interested in finding a rich guy. I also never thought a rich guy would be interested in me. Not because I wasn’t worthy but because rich people feel they deserve the best and when they look for the best, they naturally look for not just young but perfect. Slim, fabulous, maybe even educated. And they have every right to, why not?
Well, I’ve never been model slim and I sure as hell have never been fabulous, lol.

So what was left for me on the “playfield” were all the normal men. When I was younger, these men were still finding their way in the world and there was no telling how successful they will be and/or how happy. And it didn’t matter.
And now in my 40’s the playfield didn’t change much. Sure, working as a secretary in banks I could have targeted a certain successful crowd but those men are always working late into the night and never know how to stop – that’s certainly not my dream scenario. 
I’ve always wished for a man I could share my life with, maybe even share a career.
And if I ever had a man who earned plenty of money, then I’d rather know that I had something to do with it because I believed in him and was there for him.

No, it starts small. Someone opens a really cute café where people feel great. Someone has a vision and transforms one little shop into an oasis of kindness. Because that is why we love going to our pubs and café, isn’t it? Because the beautiful surrounding sooths our soul and the attentive staff warms our heart. We get a bit of attention and a hot coffee and we are happy. 

Simple. 

This is how I see relationships sometimes. I’ve never been interested in finding a rich guy. I also never thought a rich guy would be interested in me. Not because I wasn’t worthy but because rich people feel they deserve the best and when they look for the best, they naturally look for not just young but perfect. Slim, fabulous, maybe even educated. And they have every right to, why not?
Well, I’ve never been model slim and I sure as hell have never been fabulous, lol.

So what was left for me on the “playfield” were all the normal men. When I was younger, these men were still finding their way in the world and there was no telling how successful they will be and/or how happy. And it didn’t matter.
And now in my 40’s the playfield didn’t change much. Sure, working as a secretary in banks I could have targeted a certain successful crowd but those men are always working late into the night and never know how to stop – that’s certainly not my dream scenario. 
I’ve always wished for a man I could share my life with, maybe even share a career.
And if I ever had a man who earned plenty of money, then I’d rather know that I had something to do with it because I believed in him and was there for him.

And there they are, our lovely men – all of them trying to prove themselves in this world, trying to feel worthy, hoping to be appreciated for their effort. Are we appreciating them?

So I find the idea much more intriguing to meet someone who’s life is in in the making. To meet someone where we can build something together. It’s fun when I manage to create a safe space for the man I like, a space in which he feels appreciated, where he starts believing in himself again…and then I watch the miracle of creation unfold and how that man reaches his full potential. 

I’ve done it a couple of times. At first these men, as they reached their full potential, then turned around and left and found the love of their lives, some got so scared of the possibility that they could actually become happy, so they ran like hell… 

Of course I wondered if someone will stay one day. If someone will ever invest in me. Of course I started investing in myself and managed to build quite a few things on my own but it felt a bit tedious. 
Now I’m watching a man building himself once again. He seems to want to stay and not only that – he is building and pushing me as well to become my best self. It’s refreshing! 

Together we can achieve so much more! Maybe we can achieve the most when the support happens in both directions? I have to admit, I admire the Obamas. First she supported him but it was always clear, they were a team. And it doesn’t surprise me that Michelle Obama might run for president next year and her husband would be there for her. He clearly already is, always has been, no? What a pair! 

Be it a town or a person, we can work wonders with a little faith in them. Is there a guarantee of success? Of course not! But it is definitely worth a try. We are watching all these movies of super heroes and magic because we love magic and wonders. But we can create magic ourselves because what is more magical than watch the world transforming from a caterpillar into a butterfly, knowing we caused that transformation? How? With love and imagination:)

Have a lovely weekend!