I come from a very different generation—one where commitment counted and a sense of duty was expected.
On the field of play, one remained committed to one's teammates regardless of win or loss. On, over, or even under the battlefield, one remained loyal to one's comrades regardless of personal cost.
Consequently, I carried the same level of commitment into marriage. Faithfulness was an expectation—as was dedication to the children that one fathered.
To use a woman and to assume no responsibility for her future welfare is the height of cowardice. It is the equivalent from fleeing in the heat of battle. Real men do not do it. They would rather die first.
It is only to such a man that a woman will pledge her obedience and willingly accept his disciplining hand.
Heroes in a woman's eyes come in all shapes and sizes. The one question for which a woman must have an answer is: Will he be there when she needs him? A woman unwilling to ask this question is not worth having.
Although the grass may seem greener on the other side of the fence, the problems remain very much the same. There are no perfect women in this world. Neither are there perfect men.
Throughout the history of mankind, the only men and women worth having have been those with the will to do that which is necessary to make their relationship together work. That is marriage. All else is a sham.