I did not have a chance to dress up this weekend, but I’ve been pondering a comment that my wife made to me last Saturday night as I was about to change and wash off all the makeup that I had caked on my face.
My wife was already in bed, nestled under the sheets with a book as I walked into the room. I smiled and informed her of my immediate plans and as soon as I finished she says to me. . .
“You know, you make a prettier woman than you do a handsome man”
Whoa, what? At first, I was flattered by her compliment, because as strange as it may sound, I feel so much joy inside when my wife validates my feminine side is such a sweet way. However, the more I thought about it, the more confused I became!
Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t upset or anything like that. It was just an odd thing for me to hear. As I mentioned in last week’s journal entry, both aspects of my gender identity need to be cared for and looked after for me to feel truly happy.
I wondered though, was this a “backhanded compliment”, as they say? By saying this, was she implying that I was an ugly man? For the moment, I didn’t mention anything and went about my business. Then after a couple of days, I forgot about it altogether.
Well, as fate would have it, I started thinking about what I would blog about this week and this little tidbit resurfaced. As we left church after Easter service yesterday, I brought up the remark.
She smiled and said, “No offense, I mean, you are a good looking guy and all, but you are also a very pretty woman.”
What more could a husband ask for?