Today my husband said to me:
There's nothing wrong in being ordinary.
There's nothing wrong in not being great, in not being known by millions, in not getting millions.
And at the same time (goodwill only) there's nothing reprehensible in being a man you want to be.
What
a clever guy, right? It's easy to say. What about public pressure? How
about your mother-father-fathers-friend-mothers-friend-uncle-joe's
expecting about your future/family /job/career/salary/children's names?
What about that tall smart handsome guy with estimating gaze from a cafe
just around the corner? What about your favorite teacher that always
said about your amazing life perspectives? How about your strict inner
voice whispering "You are loser! Nobody loves you."
And
guess what did my husband answer to all of these questions? "Not to
care a dime!". Can you imagine my face at the moment? What do you mean
not to care? It's my mom, actually.
I was
always a girl "with the Future", a girl that can do everything, who has all
the perspectives in the world. But I got sick, then I got married, and than I
became a housewife. The game looked over. And all my friends, my family, my parents were frustrated about my career. What's up, little girl?
My
husband asked: "Why do you think about people's expectations from you? Why
do you want to be someone but not youself? Who did you say that a
big-boss-man is happier than you? And why do you believe everyone but
not yourself? You are not a dollar bill, you cann't please every person in
the world. You must not. Your life your rules. Your full-time job is
just to be happy".
Ururu, thats why I love him!
I
asked him, what did he want to be when he was a kid? And he said, that he
always wanted to be nobody but himself. Lucky man, isn't he? And he is
so f*cking right. Because he is completely happy with his life, job,
career and... even me and all the problems in my head. Whoever said
anything.