I like girls who are affectionate, girls who appreciate a romantic gesture, and are sensitive by nature. I've had experience with girls who aren't and it gets me thinking about my dad because he is married to a girl who isn't at all like that. I really don't know how he does it. I find it hard to encapsulate my feelings with that type of girl, because I associate reciprocal-ness as a statement of feelings, of love etcetera.

My mom isn't affectionate (she is a more now than before, but still not super). Just not how she is. She isn't the talk about feelings, let's hug it out type. She is the brash, honest, direct type. My dad is the exact opposite, he is the "are you happy?" asking, I love you saying, compliment giving, always wanting to hug you and kiss you type. So in a sense there is a role reversal to the "gender roles" that exist between the sexes.

Anyway what I don't understand is how someone so affection-driven, so open about how he feels and of his love can be with someone that doesn't reciprocate that. My dad compliments my mom daily, tells her all sorts of romantic things like "eres mi todo," "mi reina," "te amo," etcetera. It is a well know belief that my dad thinks my mom is the most beautiful woman in the history of the world (he is right by the way). My mom doesn't really liked to be kissed or hugged or be complimented. She is driven by logic and my dad by his heart. Here is an example of the dichotomy between them: I get a haircut – regardless of how it looks my dad always says "wow, it looks great!" even if it sucks. He is encouraging. My mom would say: "It's ugly!"

I would need more. I wouldn't mind a girl that is honest and speaks her mind at all, but one that isn't affectionate in the least… I dunno, I don't think I'm that strong.

So this is what I concluded, either:

a) really confident of my mom's love for him or

b) he is so madly and completely inlove with her that he could care less how affectionate she is.

He probably knows who she is and realizes that to someone like her, logic driven and honest, marrying him, baring his children, sharing a bed and a home and the loud laughter that comes from her and penetrates the walls and the floors of our house and infects us all is her way of kissing and hugging and saying "I love you too mi rey."