A man is a supporter, husband, lover, protector and provider. Humble yet wise, he is the rock of the family, the problem solver or that shiny knight in armor! Manlihood on the other hand is taught through integrity and responsibility.
Yesterday I asked all the girls in my family what does it mean to be a man, and they all said the same thing, "strength". When things get hard and you can't make ends meet, real man don't run from challenges. They provide stability for their family.
According to the guys being a man means being manly. If you're smart, making a good amount of money, can provide for yourself, and fit the typical image then you are indeed "manly".
If you google how to be manly you'll see tips on how to be fit and sexually attractive.
When I was younger my father would buy me anything! I never knew how he got it, but that didn't matter to me; as long as I got what I wanted I was happy and so was he. He liked to be the "hero" of the day and amaze me. Like when he'd pick me up on his back and fly me up the stairs as if he were superman. Or kiss my head and stay up with me whenever I had a bad dream. If I couldn't do something daddy would teach me. Whenever he was around everything was ok.
I think a man makes sacrifices and is also the caretaker of his family. But from my perspective the art of "being a man" has degraded along the years. It's not about your potential, traits or qualities but more so of your appearance and possessions. "A man" can be that guy across the street with a big gold watch and fresh new sneaks. "A man" is the guy with more tattoos than the years your required to finish school.
As I grew up I found out ironically that mommy can be that man too. It was no longer daddy teaching me what to do, because mommy stepped up to the plate and wore his shoes. She played both roles by putting a roof over my head and raising me to be the young lady I am today.
In my eye a man is witnessed in your everyday, but only your opinion on what it means to be a man can define that.
I love your views on this topic! I can connect with this line: "When I was younger my father would buy me anything! I never knew how he got it, but that didn't matter to me; as long as I got what I wanted I was happy and so was he." That is so true!!! When i was young and got something as simple as $5 i felt like the richest kid ever because my dad gave it to me and that made it special. Or when he would take me to the toy store and let me pick out some games. The little things made me so happy that i never questioned how i was able to get them. I never thought that it was because he had to work hard for it and because he loves me. I always thought he was rich until i realized he worked hard everyday for his family and that is how we are able to have what we have. Without his provisions it would be hard. Dads are almost like the foundation of a house. I learn to appreciate more and more as i get older.
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