Mr. Darcy

So I don't have a Mr. Darcy.  I wonder how one goes about getting one for her own?  The man that the character was based had to exist. And if not then what was he? A dream, a thought, an ideal?  If he was only an ideal then I would hate to imagine the kinds of men that Darcy was the antithesis of.  Were they men of hypocrisy or bigotry?  Maybe men of conceit and lacking in intelligence or maybe even men that lacked faith in the fact that women had reasons for their decisions other than the chance to be  a part of the social elite.The image of Darcy walking through the fog in order to talk and grab at his one chance at happiness grips me.  I would dearly love to be able to know that someone loved me enough to throw caution and status to wind just to be with me.  Not to mention that he asked her twice, put his pride on the line the last time, to be his bride.  To give him the chance to show her that they could make a match of it and not a muck of it.
The reason I don't think that he offered his pride the first is that he thought that she should be "grateful" for the chance to be his wife.  I think that he was very shocked to know that she didn't want to be his bride because of her pride for her family.  I love the fact that at the end of the book she understands that she has let her own pride and prejudice be a stumbling block for her chance at a marriage with a man that would dote on her and try to please her.  I mean look at  Darcy's sister, she only slightly protested the gifts he gave her and just accepted that he gave her what she wished for or longed for.
I am glad that we don't call our husbands..and wives.. Mr. "Bennet" or Mrs. "Bennet"  I mean, really andthe fact that two of the sisters only cared about meeting men and looking for another change to get married.  How crazy is that.  But then again this is coming from someone that did not grow up in that age.  I might have been just like Kitty.  Which if I had to choose, I think that I would rather be like Lizzie.  I am not beautiful enough to be Jane.   I suspect that I would have been Lizzie's best friend Charlotte.  Trying to find a way to better my station because my parents haven't a dime and no estate to pass on to me once they had died. Oh well, I guess that's why the Good Lord made sure I was born in these times and not the ones from before.  I don't even know if I could have survived the 50s and 60s with a sane mind..  Especially if my mother was like Lizzie's.  But I can understand her thinking in wanting the best for her daughters.  She did as thought she should in order for them to have a better life or at least a life in which they were taken care of.  Not to mention how greatly she judge the weather and the like.  LOL
Well, "the bright day is done, and we are for the dark." (Shakespeare)
In other words, good night all
Mech