ocilla
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ORIGINAL: Nikko1962 Have been reading many of the insightful posts. Have not had the desire to post until now. I have had similar situations watching someone weep. Very difficult. I wrote this little snippet after such an episode. -- I came home from work tonight to a dark apartment. As I came into the living room, I heard something from our bedroom. You shouldn’t be home yet? I thought you had a late dinner with a potential business client? As I opened the bedroom door, I felt your energy as I always do, but something was wrong. The room felt odd. As I gently called your name and slipped into bed to cuddle with you and run my fingers through your hair, I felt a wetness on your pillow. Your hair wasn’t wet from a shower? Tears? I was startled. What’s wrong? I had seen you cry before, many times, but typically at a movie or some sad personal event. Never at home. Never like this. As I held you, not asking any questions, just holding you, I fell in love with you again, knowing that there were hidden doors inside. Still the mysterious woman I met last year. Still full of surprises. I had always known that the softness was there. I had seen it many times. I don’t know why I thought that a woman who knew how to use a whip couldn’t also curl up into a ball and cry. Why did I think that you were always so strong and in control. I can’t do it. I need the balance of submitting to you. What made me think that you didn’t need the balance of letting go sometimes as well? As I held you, feeling your silent muffled sobs, knowing you were trying to be strong, I felt you relax, melting into me, understanding each other without a word. You know that when I am submitting to you that I am offering you my strength, my soul. I’m doing the same now, offering you my strength, my soul, letting you feed off of the energy. As you fell asleep in my arms, I knew that I would always love you, always be in love with you. Nikko OMG that is so lovely...I think I am gona cry...damn! tears illuded me again. Tears are a stress reliever and just needed at times. I've a dear friends who I've known since our highschool years (over 25 years). She rarely cries. The first time I met her we were working at a summer camp and our job was to set up for lunch etc...She dropped and broke a bottle of katsup. She started crying and could not stop....took her about an hour to stop and then for the rest of the day any emotion from laughter to anxiety would get her started again. As I recall she did not cry again for the enitre summer. To this day on the rare occassion that her tears come I usually will get a call. Sometimes she will wait till I am present to let it out cause I can hold the space for her and just be there - so simple really. Anyway, Petdave hit the nail on the head in the simple phrase of "the last straw" etc... I am truely touched by all the fellas who posted and said that they just want to make it better and their instinct for making it better entails is just being there, holding her and loving her at those moments of vulnerability...and to offer to kill the cat if need be. lol Lady Pact...glad you are okay and that your hubby and boy came through when you needed them. :-)
< Message edited by ocilla -- 10/12/2007 7:59:53 AM >
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