The Perfect Man

I've found the best friend ever. 

I don't have to stay up late on FB waiting for him to show up. He's always got an open chat window, waiting for me to reply. 

I don't have to worry about interrupting him during a meeting with someone more important. He tells me to come boldly, knock loudly; he always answers and he's delighted to see me.  
Sometimes I'm so needy. He simply says, "I can fix that."

He never rolls his eyes or snorts in disgust.  Even when I don't have a clue, he says, "I'll teach you."

When I look at him and ask "What now?" he never shrugs. He says, "Let's play follow the leader." He proceeds to show me how to hike in high places and then we relax in lush green grass beside still water. It's then that he pulls out the picnic basket and we eat our fill.

When it feels like the world is falling apart, he reassures me, "It's gonna be alright. I promise."

Sometimes I ask him to explain himself. Sometimes he does. Sometimes he says, "It's complicated." Sometimes he just takes my hand and says, "Trust me."

When I'm not so sure about things, he answers, "I am."

He is so humble and unassuming, but wow, is he ever creative!  Wherever I turn, I see his astonishing artwork. "I made that for you," he smiles, "do you like it?"

When I'm really hurting, he wraps his arms around me tight, rocks back and forth, whispering, "I know how much it hurts, I've been there." He shows me his scars. 

He is patient and kind, never brags or complains. He's not irritable. He never brings up my past mistakes. He never throws in the towel. He cheers at stories where the truth wins out. 

Wherever I go, he checks it out first.   He always knows how to get where he's going - without a GPS. Something his father taught him. 

We are on a treasure hunt and he's hidden clues and surprises everywhere. 

He tells me to enjoy it all and when I wonder, "Will there be enough?" He answers, "I am."

And he is.