Southwest HarborThe following is a guest post from TwitterQueens co-founder, and more importantly my honey, Lesley Lambert.

It isn’t just any girl that has a boyfriend that creates a blog in honor of winning her over. No, not just any girl…you would have to be me.

I am writing this post in advance with plans to ask Morriss if he will post it as a guest blog after it is finished. I am doing this because it is about time I did…high time, overdue even.

I am intrigued by the brain that this man possesses. Perplexed at how sensitive, thoughtful and caring he is when I am so … well, not graceful at relationships. He looks at things so differently, with such love and concern as I go trolloping through my days la-di-dah and often stepping on the daisies.

This “Freaky Friday-esque” nature of our relationship is not without its pitfalls, but I would be remiss if I didn’t admit that I find it super sexy. Yes, that is what his brain is- it is super sexy.

I have traversed through some relationships in my time and not all were bad, but in each case I had one major (and usually unvoiced) issue: the men in my life never complimented me. I hate to admit that point, it sounds so trite and ego-centric, but it is the TRUTH. I craved some compliments…some acknowledgement. And mind you, I mean the trivial sort of compliments as well as the grander ones: “you look lovely in that color” is just as good as “you are a brilliant thinker” when given at the right time.

Morriss writes this blog “How to Woo Your TQ” for me. I know this, you know this and I should have come here to acknowledge him and compliment him a long time ago. I am certain that men enjoy compliments just as much as women do and I cannot believe what a blockhead I am not to have seen this right away. Sometimes I am obtuse. Cute, but obtuse…just the reality of the situation.

Morriss is a man who reads relationship blogs and books and shares the insights with me. He invites deep thoughts and conversation…he regularly tells me that his #1 goal is to better understand me. I do such a horrible job of reciprocating. It isn’t because I love him less….I am just a bit self absorbed (not my favorite personality trait) and don’t SEE these things as he does.

I am striving to be better. I want to listen more, to understand more, to learn more than I teach. I want him to feel, to know deep inside, that loving him is at the top of my day’s priorities. Nothing should be more important than showing the people I love most how much I love them, especially not mundane things like work and housekeeping.

This public acknowledgement of my short comings is my way of being held accountable in this task. I invite you to share in my resolution to be more loving, more present for my loved ones. Join me and grow with me as we follow Morriss’ footsteps in open communication and genuine emotions. This won’t be easy, I am sure it will get messy and I know I will mess up, but I am going to give it my gosh-darndest best because this is a man that deserves absolutely not one whit less than the best.

Lesley Lambert is a Realtor, dancer, mother, girlfriend, sister, daughter, and friend to many, and has worn many hats in those endeavors. In her non-existent spare time, she is a co-founding member of TwitterQueens.

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