I am taking part in this year's Blogging from A to Z Challenge. As a new blogger, I truly need the practice and would really welcome feedback. This is my submission for B ...
Yes, the bloke is a big chap - tall, broad, round. If he wore a suit, I believe he'd look like something out of the russian mafia. Yet, I love it (as well as him). You see, I've never been slight or elegant (unlike my gorgeous daughter) and these days there's the added issues of that middle-aged middle-spread and a metabolism that moves at the speed of a slug.
There have been a couple of utterly lovely men in my past who were neither tall, nor broad, each carrying not an ounce of excess. I adored both, yet I couldn't help but feel an absolute heffalump with them. They never contributed to me feeling that way - I did that all by myself. But then I met and dated a couple of big men and I started to see the unexpected positives: there's that whole reaching up to kiss them thing for one ...
But - joy of joys - I met the bloke on our marathon first date that lasted from morning coffee to dinner, spent just talking while feeling more and more at home. We've spoken every night since, unless one of us is out. Its not just his size though, he frequently tells me how cute I am and admires my littleness. My first reaction was to raise an eyebrow and wonder if he was taking the piss - but no, beside him, I am (both cute and relatively little). And I like that. We have a relationship of equals, I just don't feel like that heffalump anymore. Of course he has a whole host of great qualities ... but for this post, I am indulging my shallow side.
As a long standing rugby fan, I've always liked the look of a big bloke. Years ago, I was discussing our shared love of a big, bald, ugly old Irish hooker with a friend who played in the front row herself. I just adored his charm and twinkly eyes - but she honed straight in on how feminine she felt just standing beside him. Its seems I've finally got what she was talking about ...
Why don't you share what you like about your partner - be that silly and shallow, or deep and meaningful?