2.14.2013

The Best Advice I was Ever Given

The best love advice I was ever given was not by my friends, thank GOD, or my mom, sorry mom but I probably wasn't listening--16 year olds, cant live with em cant live with out them or even by my stock pile of both my Brio and Seventeen magazines  Instead the best piece of advice I have ever received came from a self described "short Italian man with hairy knuckles and more tattoos than you can count." 


It was the summer of 2005. I was 16. The prime of my boy-crazy-I-am-going-to-die-if-I-am-single phase, really it was lovely, ask my mother.  There I was sitting in the middle of the East Texas pine trees sweating my butt off at our churches annual summer camp when I was hit with the truth. Our camp speaker, the aforementioned guy the with hairy knuckles, dropped some knowledge that would stick with me for life.


" A person who really loves you loves you for what you dislike about yourself the most." 



His wife was tall and blonde and looked like she belonged in the glossy pages of a magazine. She hated being tall, he loved her because she was tall. He was short and had hairy knuckles and ears that weren't his favorite thing, she loved him for all of that. 

Today on a day that is filled with glitter and hearts and what seems to be perfect love stories that can make any girl-- married or not, dating or not, single or not a little insecure remember that what you are doubting about yourself is the very reason you are loved.


and because it is Valentines Day and I love him here is
A. a cute picture of Reese and I.
B. an example of how I put the above advice into action.
This picture was taken 2 years ago... it seem like 12. Time flies when your having fun!!

We were on the couch watching Homeland. Reese leaned over and started playing with my ear. 

"Ugh stop it! I hate when you do that. I hate my ears"
"Well I love them." 

I swatted his hand away and continued watching Brody get himself all tangled up in the CIA. 

Later that night while eating dinner the topic of my ears came up again. 

"Why do you hate your ears?" 
"because they are big, actually one is bigger than the other, here look"

I pulled back my hair--which I never do. 

"see they are ugly." 
"no they are not they are beautiful."

Again he said he loved my ear, gave me a peck on the cheek and continued eating his burger.

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8 comments:

Brianna Tucker said...

So cute. I would agree. I love Andrew for all the reasons he despises. It makes him cuter.

Jessica @ Lovely Little Things said...

This is the cutest thing I've ever read.
Watch out Nicolas Sparks...really.

I love this and I love y'all :)
Thanks for making my heart happy first thing in the morning on V-daaaaay!

LOVEEEE LOVEEE LOVEEEEEE!

Ashley @ LocalPostcards said...

So cute :) Love it! Happy Valentine's Day!

Rachel said...

Make me cry!!! So precious. I love this so much!

Darby Hawley said...

Yep the hair knuckled man was right, and so was Reese! You are a very loved lady :-)

Happy Valentine's Day sweet Meg!

Amanda Whitaker said...

You are absolutely right. I have been married for almost 12 years, I hate it when I slip and my southern accent comes out. My husband loves it and points it out every time. It sounds like you have a good guy.

Amanda

Michelle said...

Oh Meg, this is the SWEETEST post. I love it. And BRIO!!!!! I LOVED Brio!! I miss that magazine!

Whitney said...

Um, I totally teared up at that. Y'all are precious! Zaxbys date soon =P