“The bond that links your true family is not one of blood, but of respect and joy in each other’s life. Rarely do members of one family grow up under the same roof.”—Richard Bach, Messiah’s Handbook
I have a gaggle of guys who are like brothers. You probably have some male friends like that, too. My chosen chums have become closer to me than my real brother.
My buds have stuck with me through my dating adventures. Some want to hear how it went after I meet a new guy. Some help me understand the male perspective when I’m flummoxed. Others provide a comforting shoulder to cry on after a particularly painful encounter.
Most are protective. They tell me to warn a suitor that if he does me wrong, he’ll have to deal with my bro. Some want to check out any new potential long-term love to make sure he’s good enough for me and will treat me right. I was touched when my exes’ brother called him on the carpet after leaving me. His own brother lambasted him for letting me go! How cool is that?
So I feel I’m not in this dating game alone. Yes, I have gobs of gal pals who provide counsel as well as solace. But knowing you have male compadres who are looking out for you gives you peace of mind.
If you don’t have a bevy of buds, perhaps some would step to the plate if you asked their opinion on something. I’ve been amazed at how friendly aquaintences have become comrads just by my asking them about how men think. They are flattered you asked and can become a cheerleader and confidant.