Whatever world we men create, women are here to serve. Not the other way around.

We protect, guide, and honor our women, but it’s not the end. It’s the means.

A man’s first role is to paint the world he wants into existence. His woman can hold the palette or can be the palette. She can set up the easel. She can even be the model. But in loving her, he can never forget his sacred role as the painter. It’s what attracted her to him in the first place, and it’s what moves the world forward.

Women are strong. They can endure pain, even poverty, if necessary. What they can’t endure for long is a man who’s given up or who’s forgotten to shine.

Be the sun to her. Be present. Sometimes that means loving her as your princess. But sometimes, that means using her as your means and putting her to service.

Don’t be afraid to be yourself, shape the future, and let her follow. She needs it.