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What Really Matters

Before I forget this amazing quote (that if Gordon B Hinkley did say it, makes it even better) here it is:

"What really matters is that he will love you, that he will respect you, that he will honor you, that he will be absolutely true to you, that he will give you freedom of expression and let you fly in the development of your own talents. He is not going to be perfect, but if he is kind and thoughtful, if he knows how to work and earn a living, if he is honest and full of faith, the chances are that you will not go wrong, that you will be immensely happy."- President Gordon B. Hinckley

You know what I thought when I first read that? I married that. I married Mr Smith because he did that and does that for me. I mean we may bicker about how we show love and respect, and sometimes we get a little slack when it comes to thoughtful and putting each other first, but at the end of the day, I know he loves me, respects me and thinks of me. 

I also liked this article from a popular blogger Greg Trimble titled How To Become The Man She Always Wanted. You make think "sure she would like an article titled that" but I would also love the one with the roles reversed; the point being that as partners bound by vows and covenants (not just live in roommates) we want to be the best spouse ever because we know we are it. We want our other half to be completely happy with us and with themselves. We want to do all we can to make them happy or so we say, sometimes we get plenty lazy in that effort. Or confused, which is why I liked that article.

Because with women, we are much more about the emotional connections and the little touches. To us, it doesn't seem like much, but to you it is a complete sacrifice of your natural instinct. I get that, but we need it to live. We want to feel special. We want to be the only person you see in the crowd. We want to feel giddy every now and again. I don't want to be put first; I want God first and I know that settles the playing field because He puts all our best interests first. 

Any way, I just loved that quote and I liked that article.


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