So the last time I wrote was prior to Eastern Europe, and what a trip it was. I’ve been back in the proverbial saddle for about a month now. Reality setting in, the somewhat wretched job, preparing the kids to leave the nest and life in general... and a decent life it is.
Mick has written this blog and entertained me with it quite well for about a year and a half now.
I love that he expresses himself to me. And frankly he is an Irish Catholic guy through and through, so the only way I get the words is through this mechanism...and I am good with that. 20+ years being married to a guy who doesn't talk about “feelings”. And let's say I am used to it, and might get squeamish with a guy who over does.
Having said that though, I am a chick who needs feedback. If a tree falls in the forest and no one else says they heard it too -- well then maybe I am imagining things. Recently, I've had some feedback on times that were close to 25 year's ago.
And just today I spent some time (by happenstance) with a dude I knew in college. We laughed about people we know, times we had. He reminded me that (as a young girl) I had an impact. Didn't know it then, glad to know it now.
I am the girl who needs to hear, wants to know. I do the self-actualization thing (shrink talk). It is who I am. Yea, too bad for me.
So, when it comes to Mick and me, I take it any way I can get it. I like that strong and stoic type -- who does show their hand every once in a while. Because, if not, why the effort anyhow?
I also have thought some about men over the years and the old relationships. I have been told (since I was about 14) that I am “dangerous”.
Hard to figure.
I only “stole” one man from another wife (Mick), and while I am glad each day that I did it – I would never recommend it, or do it again. Too much heartbreak for too many and families don't deserve the havoc it causes.
But it did turn out happily ever after.
I am still told that I am frightening...some men are allowed to sleep with any woman (but me), because, well… who knows why?
I feel special (not).
So Molly, where's the sex? This is a sex blog, right?
Actually, it's all about sex....sex is the whole connection.
Sex answers the question why...
Sex is where the deal is sealed...
We girls all remember the guys who have been there with us...some we regret, some we forget more easily than others...but it is always a place that is sacred.
So Molly, why and what is this about?
It's about how to keep the connection alive.
For me it’s simple...the physical + the words.
Without the physical (or in between) the words do..,. but I am about words...not pretty or elaborate ones.. . but words. I am a woman about sex + words (a communications expert by day).
So bring it on guys….give me what you've got.