To Marry An Irish Man Moment

So my roommate is from Ireland, it doesn't get more Irish then her.  Which is to say we are very much kindred spirits and when it comes to her overall disposition about life she couldn't get more realistically honest.  She understands where I am in life, even though in cumulative age she's wiser.  She was once me trying to create something here in Manhattan she was 28 and I am 26, but still understands my frustration on some days but she also gets that I have the same thing in me that was once in her, still is in her.   She's wildly creative, honestly passionate and by default trusting and honest to the ends of the earth.  Irish people are this way, they very much are whom they say they are although reserved once cracked they would do anything for you.   

I just love Irish people, when saying that it is so important that you are whom you say you are the Irish just know how to do it.  Now I know I'm generalizing here but this weekend I sat with 6 Irish men, all from different parts of Ireland.  Yeah the odds were in my favor.  Instantly you can feel the warmth of these people, you can see it in their eyes and too often with American boys I feel like I have something to prove.  With them I sensed their family as being the center, which says a lot about who you are.  There is nothing more important to them and that grounds and centers them in my eyes.  Doesn't that just make sense?   When it comes to family nothing brings you back to yourself then them, they have known you the longest after all.  Not knowing someones family is like knowing a shell of a person you see the outside but will never really get to the inside. 

There is no more chivalrous man then an Irish man, ok so maybe not all but overall they take care of their woman and not in a materialistic kind of way but in a genuine protective means.  You feel that they wouldn't purposely try to go behind your back, cheat you or try to be a dick.  I sat with all of them and my roommate and I laughed, drank and realized then that I will marry an Irish Man.  Not any of the ones I met that night but in general the qualities shown to me were so refreshing and honest.  No bullshit, no lies, no distrust, NO EGO, just honest, real and solid.  A rock of a man, I miss this quality and have been fooled by men thinking they have this quality.  I don't want scared, shell of a person kind of guy living in a delusional world.  I want someone with the family structure I come from (which is rare) the Irish get this.  

So perhaps the moral of this story is that in the end I will end up with an Irish man.  For his genuine qualities, qualities that you can not fake.  Qualities that at first impression you just sense.  After being lied to, cheated on and with someone whom was a good actor..it was refreshing to be around 6 Irish men, the real deal if you ask me.