TexasJeff: Six-one of heart, faith, fire, and back-porch kind of peace.
Basic:
47 year old Man, 6'1" (185 cm)
Seeking:
Woman, for Long Term Relationship
Ethnicity:
Caucasian
Body Type:
Average
Personality:
Hopeless Romantic
City:
Profession:
Engineer
Education:
Some College/University
Religion:
Christian: Other Denomination or Non-Denominational
Misc:
Non-smoker, Drinks Sometimes, No Drugs
Match Summary:
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Martial Status:
Single
Hair Color:
Brown
Eye Color:
Brown
Longest Relationship:
Over 20 years
Second Language:
No Second Language
My Exercise Habits:
3-4 Times Per Week
Has Children?
Yes - All over 18 years old
Want Children?
Undecided
Has Pets?
Dog(s)
Has Car?
Yes
Political Views:
I Dont Follow Politics
Postal Zip Code Area:
77358, TX
About Me:
I’m the kind of man who fixes what’s broken, not walks away from it. I work with my hands and lead with my heart. I’ve known loss, love, and what it means to rebuild, and through it all, I’ve learned that peace isn’t something you find… it’s something you create.
You’ll find me outdoors more than in, usually covered in sawdust, sweat, or lake water. I’m a father, a builder, and a believer, in God, in grace, and in the kind of love that makes you want to be a better version of yourself.
I don’t need perfection. I just want real. Someone who laughs at my dumb jokes, loves deeper than her fears, and still believes that good men exist. Someone who understands that strength and softness can live in the same heartbeat.
When the world quiets down, I’m the guy who’ll still be on the porch, cold drink in hand, a little music playing, and enough space beside me for one woman to lean her head on my shoulder and know she’s home.
You’ll find me outdoors more than in, usually covered in sawdust, sweat, or lake water. I’m a father, a builder, and a believer, in God, in grace, and in the kind of love that makes you want to be a better version of yourself.
I don’t need perfection. I just want real. Someone who laughs at my dumb jokes, loves deeper than her fears, and still believes that good men exist. Someone who understands that strength and softness can live in the same heartbeat.
When the world quiets down, I’m the guy who’ll still be on the porch, cold drink in hand, a little music playing, and enough space beside me for one woman to lean her head on my shoulder and know she’s home.
My Ideal Match:
I’m not looking for someone to impress, I’m looking for someone to exhale with. A woman who’s strong because she’s had to be, soft because she still chooses to be, and real because life left her no other option.
She’s got a mind that challenges me, a laugh that settles me, and eyes that don’t just see me, they read me. She carries her past with grace, her faith with quiet strength, and her love like a prayer she’s still learning to say out loud.
She doesn’t need saving; she just needs to be seen. And when she looks at me, I want her to feel it, that I’d stand beside her through anything, no fixing required.
The one I’m looking for is the rare kind, the kind who still believes in slow love, in peace after pain, in building something that lasts.
She’s not loud, but she’s unforgettable.
She’s not perfect, but she’s everything that matters.
And when it’s her… I’ll know.
Because my soul will finally stop searching.
She’s got a mind that challenges me, a laugh that settles me, and eyes that don’t just see me, they read me. She carries her past with grace, her faith with quiet strength, and her love like a prayer she’s still learning to say out loud.
She doesn’t need saving; she just needs to be seen. And when she looks at me, I want her to feel it, that I’d stand beside her through anything, no fixing required.
The one I’m looking for is the rare kind, the kind who still believes in slow love, in peace after pain, in building something that lasts.
She’s not loud, but she’s unforgettable.
She’s not perfect, but she’s everything that matters.
And when it’s her… I’ll know.
Because my soul will finally stop searching.
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