About a Boy

Some day, I'm going to write a book. I know, I know, I've said that before, I've started many a short story or novel but could never get to the end! Well what if I was to write about all the men I've known over the years? They've all been unique, and special in their own way, and each taught me some valuable lessons. I'd say the good and the bad have been on equal footing too. For as many arrogant jerks, there have been just as many amazing guys who I still call friends, or even best friends to this day! Some of them taught me patience. Some helped my sense of humor grow, and fine tuned my sarcastic ability. Some made my heart break, others went out of their way to help me heal. For every guy who looked down his nose at me, there was one or more waiting with a hug or shoulder to lean on. In the past eighteen years I've known the biggest assholes, and the biggest sweethearts. Although the ones who choose to be arrogant idiots seem to effect me the most, deep down I know they're the ones missing out. I have some pretty good ideas, a pretty good sense of humor, and I can be fiercely loyal. Those who'd rather screw me around or toss me aside are the ones who lose in the end. There's that, and the fact that I'm a pretty good writer, and I wouldn't want to be on the receiving end of my scathing review if I were a guy ;)

How about if I make a short list of my favorite negative men, then concentrate on the ones who are REALLY important. First off, my favorite of all time, the one who wouldn't actually come right out and hit me, but felt the need to say "If you were a guy, I'd rip your ugly face off" (that was a great laugh!) A close runner-up was the guy who pointed a rifle at me, but I can dismiss that as typical immature guy stuff as we were both 15. How about in high school when a certain guy decided I needed to be miserable, and began jabbing at me with a meter stick. I doubt he found it as fun, when I twisted the long piece of wood out of his hands, and proceeded to crack him across the back with it. To my amazement, the teacher, who watched the whole thing, asked me if I was done. He took the meter stick and didn't say a single word further. Then there was that arrogant guy who thought he was so cool, with his long coat he'd neatly fold up, and his long hair that required several bathroom trips an outing to keep perfect. It was always a puzzle, wondering why he felt he was so much more important than me.

When I moved to BC, a whole new group of guys presented themselves. Once again, there were the good ones, and the not-so-good ones. The not so good included a guy who got insanely drunk, professed his love for me, then left the very next day. There was the roommate, who hated me for no other reason except I was friends with all his friends. He is the one who offered to rip my face off, but we had many MANY battles before I moved out. There were a few guys who figured I was only good enough if I was willing to fool around with them, one of whom even figured I'd fool around even when I was engaged to another!

How about now, I skip to the good stuff? Although the negative stuff makes for REALLY good story telling and gossip, I'd like to think the positive men in my life have counted for FAR more! To be fair, I'm going to go in order of appearance!
Matt M. and his friend Mark popped into my life when I was 15yrs old. They were the first two guys who thought I would be a worthy friend, and in Matt's case, a girlfriend even! They liked that I didn't dress up, that I could be one of them, yet still speak my mind. Matt was insanely outgoing, extremely funny, and really brought me out of the shell I'd spent 15yrs making for myself. He also is the one responsible for my love of country music, and I will always remember his awesome voice as we sang to Garth Brooks.
Derek is next, and I cant say enough about him. I love him for his compassion, his understanding of me, and the fact that he always knew just what to say to make me smile. I'm extremely lucky to still have him as a best friend, and love that I can tell him anything.
There were two guys named Chris in here too, probably the most opposite guys in just about every way, but still both memorable to say the least. One taught me a love of movies and Bruce Cambell, the other taught me about the Simpson, living without parents, and a strong love of family.

Fast forward to my big move to BC, and there are a whole group of west coast men who have also been amazing and who I couldn't do without. Here I met another Matt, who I owe my life, quite literally. He showed me it was possible to live on my own, be my own person, and that I no longer needed to live with my parents. His charm and tickle torture, his compassion for his friends and family, all of it is invaluable to me. Rob is another who taught me so many life lessons. Some of them harder to learn than others, but if Matt taught me independence, then Rob taught me how to perfect it. From him I learned my current philosophy of "Live each day as if it were your last". I also got a love of contact lenses and motorbikes thanks to him.

Looking back, I realize I've been lucky enough to always have a positive guy for every negative one. For every time Mark did something stupid or Jason attacked me at school, Matt was there to lean on. For every time Chad would act arrogant and better than me, Derek was there to laugh with. For every time Chris would blast his music or insult me, Rob was there to show me how to turn off the power to his room.

So of course, I have saved the best for last. I met Jon because I moved in with him, Rob, and Chris. I didn't really know him though, as someone other than the guy who let food go bad on his pantry shelf. I learned about him as I lived with him that year, and what I learned, I liked. He was a great dad, had a great sense of humor, and his sarcasm seemed at par with mine. I had no idea just how great he was, until I moved out and we started dating. That was when his passion started to show. To steal some Katy Perry lyrics: "We fought we broke up we kissed we made up" Once we decided we didn't want to live without each other, things just haven't been the same since. Other guys can try and work their way in, but they never will get me. Jon vowed to spend the rest of his life with me, and I, him. He gave me three beautiful children, and wonderful dreams for the future. He trusts me enough for me to keep my awesome guy friends, and knows how much they've shaped the woman I am today.

So to all those guys, the good ones who know who you are, and the bad ones who also know; Know that I wouldn't be the person I am today without your help. Those I hold in my heart will always get the best of me, and those who are less than true will always get the worst. You can sit around and wonder now, what stories will make it into my novel, as I have enough to fill at least three or four books! xoxo

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