But today I thought about him in a different way. I can’t quite explain it. Perhaps I can best describe it as removing myself slightly from the equation of Simon plus Goody equals us. I stepped outside and looked in. What I saw, looking at this man I have been with for a year, is a good man.
It’s such an old-fashioned phrase. “A good man” “a good woman.” And yet, I believe it has merit. What makes a good man? It’s different from being nice or funny or handsome or sexy and dashing (although Simon is certainly all of these things.) A good man is someone who has a big heart, who sees the right thing to do and does it. A good man takes responsiblity not only for his own life but for those he cares about can calls “family.” A good man has a strong moral compass. He does what he says he will and he does it with love in his heart. A good man works hard to make a safe home for his family – no matter if that home is a palace or a tent – he makes it a home.
A good man is one who will wrap his arms around you and make you feel safe. You can trust him with everything, including your heart.
Most of all, I think, a good man is in touch with his heart and his soul; he is not egotistical. He has a big world view and he cares. He wants to leave the world a better place, both the big world and his own small corner of it.
Simon is all of this as well as talented and funny and just plain amazing.
So those were my thoughts on my walk. It’s no wonder I was feeling blessed.
I am also happy to report that I ticked off everything on my “to-do” list. There is very little I have yet to complete before we leave on Sunday: last minute things to pack like toothbrushes, breakfast dishes, food and the computer. But really – I am almost done.
Dinner tonight with my hiking buddies!