Help Meet

Okay, so I DON'T know everything.

A recent conversation with a close friend introduced me to the term 'help meet.' I asked what it meant and I thought he was kidding me at first with his answer. I thought it sounded like some outdated archaic law that may or may not have been part of the original Bible. My backbone stiffened up and I refused to bend, but I wanted to understand my friend, because he's not the type of person to say things like that in a joking or derogatory manner.

Sooo, I went to Google and I found Genesis 2:18;

Then the Lord God said, "It is not good for the man to be alone; I make

him a helper suitable for him."

It didn't immediately hit me but it's sinking in now what he meant.

Have we really grown so far into independence that we think we can be alone? Why would we want to be alone? I'm not saying that we lower our standards or anything like that, but we were not meant to walk this life alone, right? I get it now.

I get that the years I spent alone, thinking I didn't need a man was wrong. I DO need that man. Women need men and Men need women, there's no weakness or shame in admitting that. I get that all the hard work I'm putting into this career change won't be half as gratifying without someone to share that success with. I really had to stop and put my own swagger in check.

I'm a 40-something year old single woman, never married. Many of those years I never lifted my head up to see what was there. I was determined to succeed even at the cost of never being in love or being married. As I get closer to to my goals, I see how foolish that was.

Nothing is a colder reminder than flying in from a 6 wk. trip abroad and there's no one there to greet you at the airport, no one holding up a sign with your name on it, grinning and waving, no one to hug you and tell you how much they love and missed you. That is the loneliest, most emptiest feeling and something I never want to feel again ever.

So we have Women's Lib? Women's Rights? Equal Rights for Women? All good things, heck better than good, great things, but did the definitions become subjective?

What is wrong with being a help meet? It entails being everything we want to be for our men anyway, does it not? Help meet doesn't equal doormat or a woman being subjugated by her husband.
I want to support the man I marry in any way I can, I want to be the reason he goes out each day and grinds, I want to be the reason he comes home everyday, I want to be the reason he can get up and deal with whatever problems come our way, I want to be standing right next to him and when necessary, behind him, I can let him be a man, I want to rub his back and kiss away the worry lines across his forehead, I want him to know that I will never abandon him, I want to have his back no matter what and I want to be with that man for the rest of our days in this life.

I don't believe in '50-50.'

Some days it will be 60-40, 70-30, 80-20 and 90-10.

Isn't that what it's all about? Sacrifice, harmony, love, trust and mutual respect for one another?

This is my confession and I gladly give it over to fate.

I'm out.