"There are two kinds of women: high maintenance and low maintenance."  --Harry Burns (Billy Crystal) When Harry Met Sally

I agree with this statement in one sense: There are, in fact, two kinds of women in this world.

However, I contend that the two kinds are as follows:  Those women who know they are high-maintenance and those women who don't know they are high-maintenance.  You see, all women are high-maintenance.

Before all my fellow females get mad at me, I want you to consider that there are many forms of high-maintenance.  You see, I used to think I was not high maintenance, but about a year ago, I discovered otherwise.  I am high maintenance in the category of communication.  I want communication from people--especially significant others.  Usually a simple "Hey, I'm alive and thinking about you, but I have to go, bye." will do for me.  But I need some form of communication (text message, phone call, email, visit, letter, etc.) almost every day, because, you see, I worry (a side-effect of being high-maintenance).  When talking to other women, I usually am told that this is a reasonable expectation--communication, that is.  I'm told that it's perfectly normal.

The story is different from the guy end of the spectrum.  So many of the guys in my life think it's asking just a little much to expect daily communication (I'm really only asking for a hello, not a full-fledge conversation, folks, but, alas...).  For guys, apparently, this is not an easy thing.  They like space.  They like freedom.  They don't want to be obligated to call and check in.  This I understand.  But I could be the needy or attention-seeking form of high maintenance, in which case I would demand to know the details of every day and would also require x-amount of time to be spent with me.  I am not this kind of high-maintenance.  I just want to not worry.

But the real question here is, am I worth my high-maintenance needs?  After many a failed relationship in the past few years, I have had more than my share of doubts.  I often think that I'm not worth the trouble and therefore refrain from expressing my need for communication (is anyone else seeing the irony?).  The truth is, though, that I just need to find someone who thinks I'm worth it.  I need to think I'm worth it.

And I just realized this today.

So, wherever you are, I know you are going to be incredible when I meet you.  You will be the most amazing guy I've ever met, because you will not only understand my high-maintenance needs, you will love them.  You may not like them, but you will love them.  And I will love you.  100%  I can't wait to meet you.  I'm praying for you.  I love you already.