He’s educated, spiritual and cerebral. He’s the epitome of masculinity (however relative a term that is). He’s damn near perfect. He likes to cook. He’s good with a hammer. He’ll take the garbage out and he’s no slob. He knows how to treat a woman. He knows how to sweep a girl off her feet and even the old ladies are enamored with him. So what is he doing with me? I can count so many wonderful traits that he possess and yet I can’t count one that I possess. What’s wrong with this picture? What’s wrong with me? I’ve been doing so much soul searching and I’ve been praying to God for a change to come. But I don’t see it happening. How can I want someone like this and yet not be ready for him?