As good as you make me feel, I wanna make you feel better. Better than your fairy tales, better than your best dreams…you’re more than everything I need…you’re all I ever wanted…🎶🎵🎶🎵

I have to include all the lyrics to Hunter Hayes, ‘Wanted’ in my post because these words are so VERY important to me. I’m sure I’m not alone, here. Every single woman wants to be wanted. I’m not talking in a sexual way, either. Every woman wants to be valued and loved and put up high on the totem pole.

Lyrics…You know I’d fall apart without you
I don’t know how you do what you do
‘Cause everything that don’t make sense about me
Makes sense when I’m with you Like everything that’s green, girl, I need you
But it’s more than one and one makes two
Put aside the math and the logic of it
You gotta know you’re wanted too. ‘Cause I wanna wrap you up
Wanna kiss your lips
I wanna make you feel wanted
And I wanna call you mine
Wanna hold your hand forever
And never let you forget it
Yeah, I, I wanna make you feel wanted. Anyone can tell you you’re pretty, yeah
And you get that all the time, I know you do
But your beauty’s deeper than the make-up
And I wanna show you what I see tonight…When I wrap you up
When I kiss your lips.
I wanna make you feel wanted
And I wanna call you mine
Wanna hold your hand forever
And never let you forget it
‘Cause, baby, I, I wanna make you feel wanted. As good as you make me feel
I wanna make you feel better
Better than your fairy tales
Better than your best dreams
You’re more than everything I need
You’re all I ever wanted
All I ever wanted. And I just wanna wrap you up
Wanna kiss your lips
I wanna make you feel wanted
And I wanna call you mine
Wanna hold your hand forever
And never let you forget it
Yeah, I wanna make you feel wanted
Baby, I wanna make you feel wanted. You’ll always be wanted.

I feel like a woman glows differently when she is loved and valued by her partner. (Not to say a woman can’t glow and be single, of course) But, to be loved above all else, to me, is one of the greatest feelings in the world. To have that respect and admiration from your partner, that is so much deeper than your physical appearance…and to know, deep down beyond a shadow of a doubt, that your feelings are number one, above every other female, is absolutely priceless to me. I am the absolute best version of myself in these situations, although they don’t tend to come around too often.

I listen to Bishop Jakes sermons all the time. ALL.THE.TIME. And in one of his sermons, he was talking about sending flowers to his wife. He went on to say that she thanked him for them, but wasn’t over the top excited. So, he ran it by his sister (if I can remember correctly). The first thing she wanted to know was where he sent them. When he replied that they were sent to the house, her suggestion was to have them sent to her job and see her reaction. He did, and got the over the top reaction he was looking for. My point: Women love to be acknowledged in front of other women!!! Why? Who knows. And if you want to please her, don’t ask why…just trust me on this one.

Flowers are so nice and thoughtful, and I love them, but not getting them doesn’t really bother me. Oddly enough, I’ve received at least 5 bouquets and a rose bush in the last 30 days as a single woman. 🤷🏻‍♀️ As embarrassing as it is telling this, some of the biggest meltdowns I have had have been over social media. And yes, I am 41.😬I’m talking the ugly Julia Roberts, in Steel Magnolias, crying. And it wasn’t pretty the first time, or the subsequent times, of which I lost count. I have social media mostly for church now, because I know I can’t handle it responsibly and it takes away my peace. I am in the process of removing everything from my life that causes me strife and worry and that was a major one. My problem with social media is that I expect my presence to be known. Even though I’m SO VERY extra, I’m not even talking over the top posts here. Just something subtle every once in a while. And don’t try to pull the crap that “you’re just not like that” because I will be the first to remind him that on January 16, 2015 he was out at dinner with his ex posting that she was his “rock”. Yes, I will remind you again that I’m 41. And also that I have stalked his FB. (And also, he paid for dinner???) But not only that, when he does actually post something and tag me in it, and his ‘best friend’ (who is female) comments something that insinuates the two of them shared the same sexual innuendo and he doesn’t check her on it, I may, or may not lose my shit. And I did, but only after I gave him time to say something to her about it. I have gone to freaking crazy town behind FB. And please feel free to call me immature or insecure or plain old fashioned crazy, and I will own every single one of those things. 🙋🏻‍♀️

For me, it isn’t about FB, it’s what that lack of acknowledgement does to me on the inside. And honestly, it wasn’t really even about his ‘friend’. Being treated as though you’re second best really hurts and when I mention how much it hurts me and he does nothing to correct it, makes me question how important I am. And then, my mind just kinda takes a down hill spiral after that. And after I’ve beat myself up for 2 weeks over why I wasn’t good enough, then I get angry. And then I try to make him feel as badly as he made me feel. I’m not saying this is the right way to handle this…at all!!! Because it’s not.

My point is that if you are reading this and you want to see the best version of your woman, acknowledge her!! Make her feel how valuable she is to you. Make her presence known. Not just when you’re laid up next to her whispering sweet nothings. When a woman can give you all of herself and you make her feel wanted, and loved and appreciated, I promise she will give you the world!!!