Some girls watch the Bachelorette to watch a love they imagine. A love they want. A love they are missing.
I watch it because I love the drama. Really, I do. I LOVE laughing at these men who become ridiculous wimpy men - who cry, who get all mushy. I love watching the tears. The heartache. I love analyzing who is going to say what, who is going to do what. I know, I know. Its sad. I can't help I love the DRAMA!
But, you know, I'm the lucky one. Really. I am. Because I have a man who curls up on the couch and rubs my feet. Watches my shows with me.
I'm married to the man who pulls me into his arms and holds me as I fall asleep. I'm in love with a man that doesn't need to prove his love to me on an island. But, instead shows me love every day - in the small ways, in the big ways.
All, that said. I'm lucky. I know.
But Ali made the wrong choice. But, then again, I ALWAYS think they make the wrong choice.