Men

I just now realized how men can be sometimes. And all the sayings about them are spot on: They are from Mars, you can't live without them, and they can all be dicks.

And while we complain about them; all their shortcomings, all their idiosyncrasies, all their faults... we know we love 'em. Or else we wouldn't be with 'em, right?

I just have to say though, sometimes you don't realize what you have until it's gone. And most men don't. And while I have a man who is NOT perfect, at least that is not one of his imperfections. He does realize what he has. And as much as we clash, we do come together nicely more often than not. And for that, I am thankful.