Dear Jack Pearson,
Thank you. Thank you for being the kind of man any woman would want in her life. Any kid would want as their dad and any human would want as a friend.
Jack, I am holding out for a hero. Yes, I understand I’m the hero of my own life, however, you have shown me that with you not only can I BE my OWN hero, I can be yours, too. And in turn, you are the hero of my life.
“Love me like Jack loves Rebecca” is a theme playing out across the world. I’ve decided it’s because you are a special breed, Jack. Honest, trust-worthy, supportive, patient, kind, loving, fun, adventurous. Willing to admit when you make a mistake, willing to let others grow and learn all while you’ve got their back. Because Jack you would never turn your back on your partner or anyone who means something to you. Deep in your heart, your soul, you are light, love…and a hero. Your heart is always in the right place. Even when you don’t think so. Even when you stumble, your heart and soul guides you to your own redemption.
Jack, you SEE people for who they are, not who you want them to be. You are accepting of others in all their crazy, and yet able to maintain a clear sense of what they might need from you. This doesn’t bother you, Jack; instead, it encourages you to love more fully. It’s evident in everything you do.
Honestly, Jack, it’s going to be hard for any mortal to live up to my visions of a hero. First and always there’s Kevin Costner. In all those old movies of his-Dancing with Wolves, Field of Dreams, No Way Out and Bull Durham he show-cases all sides of being a man in different situations. He listens, he growls, he grows. He paints toe-nails….in the bath tub. And he loves. You can feel it in every scene. Also, look at him. He still looks amazing.
Then there’s Patrick Swayze in Dirty Dancing. Need I say more? The under-dog who can dance and seemingly understands Baby’s need for independence more than even she does. Through his teaching her to dance she finds herself. Through his being HER hero, she becomes her own.
Ren McCormack in BOTH Footloose movies is a hero for all time. Yes, he dances, but more importantly, he REBELS and fights the system. Not only for himself and those he cares about, but for human kind. We were meant to dance. In both versions, he IS the hero for Ariel, and along the way, Ariel learns how to stand on her own two feet, centered.
I once texted my dancing friends, “I want someone who is honest and not an a*%#hole,” to which the reply was, “Set your bar higher.”
And so I have, Jack Pearson. I don’t need to be rescued. What I need, what I want, what I deserve is a PARTNER, someone like you, Jack who gets me, understands me, adores me and glories in me. Who can sit back and honestly say with a full, truthful heart, “THAT’S my girl!” Who smiles when I walk in the room, who will bring me chicken soup if I’ve got a cold, who will meet me after yoga class for a bike ride because he realizes how important yoga is to me. Someone who understands my passion for writing and inspiring. Someone who I can make laugh and encourages the playful part of me that giggles. I want to lose myself in play and fun and life and adventure.
I want to be enchanted….and I want to enchant.
Not too tall of an order, right?
You might be thinking, “Seriously?” Get out of your own way.
Okay, I am. Because right now as I continue to breathe, exhale and yes…LIVE I’m not looking for you, Jack Pearson. I know you are out there. You might be in a long line, busy figuring your own life out or in a different state. You might not even know I’m here…yet.
Deep within my soul, I know the right heart will find me. Jack, when he does I will be ready. I’m doing the hard work…I’m growing, listening, living, learning. When he does, he will be a combination of you, Kevin, Patrick and Ren….and himself. A hero for a hero. And I KNOW, I KNOW there are good men in real life. I know them because they are married to my friends. They are my friends. Good men ARE real…
And so I thank you Jack Pearson for reminding all of us what a hero, what a kind, loving, generous partner can BE. Say hey to Rebecca for me. She’s one lucky woman.
I’m gonna make it after all.