For every woman, Mr. Right is often painted as tall, dark, and handsome. But what if he's short, dark, and handsome? Or tall, dark, and not-so-handsome? Could he still be Mr. Right? The reality is, we often find ourselves asking, "Who is Mr. Right, and how do I find him?" It's a tricky question, isn't it? And just as we have Mr. Right, we also have a host of other "Misters" that we might encounter on this journey of love.
Mr. Business.
Let's start with him. I'm sure many of us have met this type— a man who takes his work so seriously, it becomes his entire life. Now, I'm not saying you shouldn't take your career seriously, but when it's all-consuming—when you're just a bystander in his life as he gets swallowed by his job—then what's the point? Every woman deserves attention, doesn't she? I know I do. I crave it, in fact. And if I'm not getting it, then why even bother?
You get up every morning, earlier than you'd like, to prepare his breakfast. You make sure he doesn't leave the house on an empty stomach, and you never forget to pack his lunch, because that's what good wives do, right? You sit at the table with him, watching as he barely acknowledges you, his focus entirely on his phone, checking emails, answering calls. He's so lost in his work, he doesn't even wish you a good morning. No kiss on the forehead, nothing. Then, after he's cleaned up his plate, he grabs his suitcase, heading for the door, not a word spoken.
You call out to him, your voice a little strained: "Honey, aren't you forgetting something?"
He pauses, as if startled. "What's that?"
You stare at him, eyes wide, and after a beat, he looks guilty.
"Oh, that's right. The car keys. Thanks. See you when I get back."
But you don't let him leave just yet.
"Really? That's all? A simple 'Good morning' is too much to ask?"
He frowns, clearly frustrated. "Stop it. You know I don't have time for games on a workday."
And then, you gesture with your hands—your frustration mounting. And suddenly, it hits him.
"Oh, baby, I'm so sorry… Good morning."
He rushes over to you, kisses your forehead quickly, then dashes out the door, leaving you standing there, wondering if this is what love is supposed to look like.
This isn't love. This is convenience. This isn't Mr. Right. A man who loves you doesn't make you beg for affection. He doesn't leave you questioning if he even cares. Love should be a natural exchange, not a game. And let's be clear—just because Mr. Business is tall, dark, and handsome, doesn't mean he's Mr. Right.
No, my dear, tall, dark, and handsome is just a physical trait. It's not the measure of a man's heart, and certainly not the measure of his ability to love. He might have all the money in the world, but money doesn't buy happiness. Money without love is just hollow success. You can be rich, but miserable. That's not love. And that's where many of us get lost— in the illusion of perfection. But let's face it: perfection doesn't exist.
And yet, so many of us are searching for it. We want that perfect partner, that ideal man who ticks all the boxes. But let's be real for a moment—no one is perfect. We're all flawed. And perhaps, instead of searching for the perfect person, we should be searching for the one who's perfect for us.
Marriage.
This brings me to another point—why are so many women afraid of marriage? Is it the bad experiences of others that have caused us to doubt our own potential happily-ever-afters? Sometimes, yes. I get it. I really do. I've felt the sting of heartbreak too many times, the disappointment of giving so much to someone who doesn't value it. But if we let the mistakes of others dictate our future, we'll never find what we're looking for.
In order to meet Mr. Right, you first need to know what your Right is. You need to understand what you want—what you truly desire. If you go out searching for something without knowing exactly what that is, you might get lost. And trust me, there's a lot of ways you can get lost on this journey of love.
I've had my fair share of experiences. The first guy I met, let's call him Mr. Games, was of average height, with a slight build. He had money—yes, but money isn't everything. If a man isn't providing for you early on, what makes you think he'll provide when you're married? Every man has responsibilities, but the key is recognizing how he handles them from the start.
Mr. Games seemed perfect at first. He lavished me with attention, all his time and focus directed toward me. But there was one fatal flaw—he cheated on me. For two whole months, he carried on a secret affair with my best friend. She knew we were together, and yet she betrayed me. That's when I realized that Mr. Games and Mr. Right are two entirely different people.
Is it possible for Mr. Right to exist? Or are we all just chasing an illusion? Maybe we are looking for something that's already right in front of us, but we are too focused on the wrong things to see it.