For two months, he passed by the shop to spend time with me. He would help around the shop and talk about everything to keep me company. A man in love acts his heart out. A man who has words unsaid finds it hard to leave when you say goodbye. So before we parted I asked him, “Do you have anything to say?”

He responded, “Hmmm I have a lot to say but I’ll take it a day at a time.”

One day when courage found him, he told me he wanted to start a relationship with me. I’d come to like him so I didn’t stretch matters. I asked him to give me time to think about it but that evening before we parted, I said yes to him. We hugged. It was tight. He didn’t want to let go. I pulled out of his embrace and said good night.

The next day he didn’t come around. He called at the time he knew I would be home. He said, “There’s one more thing I haven’t told you. I’m small ooo.”

“Small? What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Oh, you should know what I’m talking about. I mean down there.”

“Down where?”

I laughed but I was filled with pity afterwards. For a man to put this across before things start to get serious means it’s his worry. I asked, “Small? But does it work?”

A few weeks later I experienced the action of Mr. Small. He was embarrassed. Yes, it was small but it worked so I didn’t have any problems. I told him, “It works so that’s fine with me. If you can listen to me and do what I say, we’ll do just fine. You’ll enjoy the ride and I won’t be left out too. Let me lead when it comes to that. Just listen and do what I say.”

We have two kids after four years of marriage. They don’t look like they were made out of a small dangling bell. They are smart kids and run free in a world that doesn’t categorize kids according to the size of the machine that made them.

My friend Gladys had a great guy. Her only problem was that the guy was small. “I can’t live with that for the rest of my life,” she told me. I answered, “Yes you can. Let me tell you what you can do.”

I gave her all the tips. How she should communicate and take the leadership role. She shook her head and said, “It’s too much work. This is not the time to teach a man how to work my body.”

Love is too much work. Everything that succeeds in the end takes too much work to achieve. She let him go. She’s single and searching while the guy is getting married this weekend. She tells me, “I should have taken him like that because he was a great guy.”

I’m sharing this story because of Gladys. I’m a testimony. Mighty things can come from small things. You only need to read the manual and know how to operate it.

— Mrs. Small

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