Where is my Gilbert?

Ever since I was a little girl, I have had this obsession with Anne of Green Gables.  I have read all the books, watched the movies with Megan Follows over and over and over again, visited Prince Edward Island to visit the Anne of Green Gables house and fell in love with the new series Anne with an e.  I think I am so obsessed with it because I have always related with the Character Anne.  She embodies everything I am, want to be, strive to be, and believe that I am.  Others have always had a hard time understanding me, I’ve always been the odd one out, a little strange and different then others.  People have never hesitated in pointing that out, and I’ve always prided myself in being different.

My brother years ago displayed the best way to describe how different I am and I have continued to use this visual to explain to others.  During a family dinner at my Moms house he pointed out her dining room chairs, that all look the same and said that is everyone else, they aren’t exactly the same because nothing can be exactly the same but they are similar.  He then pointed to this bright green antique arm chair that my mom has in her living room and said that was me.  I just smiled because he couldn’t have described it any better.

I am very impatiently waiting for my Gilbert, which if not familiar with Anne of Green Gables is her love interest.  I completely understand he is a fictional character, but everything he embodies is what I look for in a man.  Someone who will love me, respect me, treat me as an equal, non judgmental, accepting of all people no matter where they come from, caring, honest, and someone who will understand me ( or at least try to).  Someone I have things in common with but will also embrace our differences.  Others always tell me I am picky, but I am really not and I give most people a chance, but its hard to find a man these days that will accept me the way I am and not expect me to jump into bed with them on the first date.

I have watched too many of my friends rush into relationships, and Marriage.  They end up unhappy or giving up on their relationships.  I don’t want that to happen to me.  I won’t settle.  I come from a broken home and watched my parents give up way too quick, rebound too quickly and end up in marriages that aren’t filled with love but more a companionship.  I have also watched them regret giving up on each other too quickly but too much time has passed now for anything to change.  I know my Gilbert is out there and I will continue to wait.

Where is my Gilbert?