Sunday, March 18, 2012

Seeking Benedick.

Last single girl standing.
It's a formidable idea, and a bit of a badge of honor, I should think.
I have a handful of girlfriends that have been confidants and lovely friends since we were children. Since kindergarten, and second grade, and third grade. You know those friendships that are changeless because they've been through so much change? Here's the wonderful thing: they're all matched up. Some are married, some are about to be, and some are maybe just in very wonderful committed relationships.

And then there's me.
I imagine it has something to do with fear. And something to do with the peripatetic nature of my life for the past few years. And also maybe something to do with the fact that I know what I don't want. The problem is: I really don't know what I DO want. From life. Not definitively.

Occasionally, I should imagine, people make a success out of living in perpetual limbo.
But when I am blue (and you may know this), I watch Much Ado About Nothing. And every single time I cry "heigh ho!" for Beatrice, my kindred spirit of merriment and mirth and wit and self-deception.
And every time, every single time, I fall in love with Benedick.
I am seeking Benedick. I am seeking a man's man who's tongue is quick. Who can wink back at me without looking like a child, nor like a creep. (I am, so my friends tell me, a first-class winker. Strange talent. But true!). I am seeking a man who, like me, doesn't know what he's looking for, but is waiting for it to break upon him.
My problem, my perpetual problem, is that I try to become what a man thinks he wants. And then I wake up one day and realize I'm misrepresenting myself and must cut and run.

Which is why I'm waiting for Benedick. Someone who cannot stomach a dependent woman. Someone who has fight in them, but also compassion. Someone who will push back when I push. Someone who is not easy to love for anyone but me.
Sometimes I think that's too much to ask. Most times I think it's worth it to wait. Wait for love to break upon me. My friends tell me I have too many expectations.
I just want someone who's stronger than me.

And dimples wouldn't hurt.... ;)

1 comment:

  1. Oh my gosh -- where to start?!

    FIRST of all -- I ADORE that adaptation of Much Ado about Nothing! Wit, romance, Italy... My favourite scene: When Benedick declares utterly sincerely, "I do love nothing in the world so much as you... is not that strange?"

    Secondly, I love your Crazy Dreams song. NEED to watch Smash!!

    Thirdly, I never thanked you from the bottom of my heart for your wonderful post about turning 29 and still remaining idealistic, full of exuberance, crazy dreams and high ideals! it gives me hope and inspiration, as always-

    All my love, sparkles & crumbs