My Brian is an amazing man. He's patient, sensitive, generous, and intuitive. He never takes what isn't given. He's got a huge heart and has no hesitancy in giving help and support to our friends. He loves to laugh and to share his excitement. He's quietly brilliant and charmingly modest. He never over-thinks the fun out of a situation. He's a gentle soul and almost completely without aggression. There is so much I have learned from him about acceptance, and there's still a lot of his nature I'd like to learn. I look up to him as a mentor in life. His views about the world and life are beautiful and soulful and far deeper than most people realize.
One incredible gift he possesses is the ability to meet someone and know their true character. This is something I've known of him since I first met him in 1988. Our boss over the next 10 years used to rely a lot on this skill when they interviewed because he was so uncannily accurate. When I listen to his gut on people, he's never steered me wrong. Sometimes, I enter a friendship despite his reservations. I think he's starting to get tired of me saying "you were right, again."
Brian approaches friendships differently than I do. Time and common interests bond him closer to people from the outside in. Me, I tend to let special friends in core deep and then add distance as necessary. When a friend hurts me, I bleed, I weep, and then I add distance commensurate with the hurt inflicted. Brian isn't affected as deeply as I get when things happen because he really doesn't expect things from people where I tend to hold friends accountable. It's just a slight difference of direction, I think. Not better or worse, but his is obviously less painful.
My Brian is one of the least drAmatic people I know. He has a teflon drAma coating. I admire this about him so very much. I'm glad he was my friend before he became my lover and then my husband. Not often one's spouse is also one's sage. I'm blessed.