Kissing Counts!
I could be married to a millionaire right now. I had my chance. I’ve learned the hard way, however, that being too picky may not be a good thing!
Before I met my husband, I was engaged to two others (not at the same time). One definitely turned out to be a big no-no. (He had an anger problem and once knocked a hole in our apartment wall. I figured that I might be his next target so I kicked him out of the apartment and out of my life.) The other man, however, was what most women would call “a great catch.”
Mark was a great guy in most ways. He was kind, loving, goal-oriented and deeply cared for me. He treated me like a princess when that was what I needed; he treated me as an intelligent, independent woman when this was what I desired. He wanted me to be the best I could be and he strove to be the best he could be. His exceptional qualities were further enhanced by exceptional good looks. All who met him thought he was definitely “a keeper.”
But there was a problem, a slight flaw that I couldn’t overcome. He was a sloppy kisser! As much as I liked him, I couldn’t get past his sloppy kisses. I dreaded the moment his lips came close to mine. It took great effort not to cringe. Really, ladies, I tried very hard to overcome this flaw. But I couldn’t. And I couldn’t tell him. How do you tell someone that he’s a sloppy kisser without hurting his feelings? I could never come up with an answer. Because of this, I broke up with him. (I coped out by telling him that while I loved him, I wasn’t “in love” with him.) Tears spilled from my eyes and I felt awful when this sad, good man walked out of my apartment the last time. I felt like the cruelest person on earth.
A few years later I met another really good man with all the same good qualities as Mark. This man, Tom, was a great kisser. Two years later I got my best kiss from him as we sealed our marriage on a church altar.
Over the years I learned of Mark’s personal and professional progress through news reports. He married—maybe his wife is a sloppy kisser, too—and he has made his mark on the high levels of the corporate world. Recently his company gave him an executive bonus in the millions!
Yes…I am too picky. I waited for just the right man for me. He may not be a millionaire—far from it—but he sure gives great kisses even now after 30 years of marriage. Besides…who wants to have to worry about spending lots of money?