I’ve never had anyone see me or love me for who I am in a romantic or partnered relationship. I wonder what that would be like. If it never happens I’m still ok with that. The universe has a mind of its own and if I’m just fodder for the broken evolutionary process then so be it. Divorced with two beautiful amazing daughters who are fearless and living their best lives - what more could I ask for? Well, it would be nice to feel wanted and loved “just the way I am” but life is imperfect and some get to experience that and some don’t and some are survivors of abusive relationships and some are currently in them. Imperfect world.
Not sure about this one. Seems to me there are more first times even in long term relationships as one or the other of us have to come to terms with the other as we each change with our age and life experiences. That's kind of a convoluted sentence, but I don't know how to say it more clearly.
Try it this way:
* There is the first time ever where the primary goal might be to not panic in public.
* There is the first time with a person you don't know well where the primary goal may be the getting-to-know-you thing to see if this may end up to be an actual relationship.
* There is the first time the primary goal is to get this other person into the sack as quickly a possible with no other long-term goal in mind.
Once a relationship, of whatever sort, is established there are a long list of firsts: First fight, first infidelity, first death in the family, first drunken episode, first scary medical diagnosis, etc., etc., etc. Each event is a test, which we pass or fail, depending on our character and/or maturity. Are we allowed to maintain our authenticity as each of these events unfold? Can we, as individuals, maintain our own authenticity while allowing our partner to maintain theirs? This whole question of firsts and authenticity is bigger than a bread box. Focusing on the first ever is a start but nowhere near the end.
I enjoy each day’s addition to the story. One suggestion though… find another descriptor for “metallic flavor” … you are beginning to overuse use that term.
I love how richly layered this piece is, all the stories interweaving. Honestly, as a straight woman this teaches me a lot, all by showing not telling.
I’ve never had anyone see me or love me for who I am in a romantic or partnered relationship. I wonder what that would be like. If it never happens I’m still ok with that. The universe has a mind of its own and if I’m just fodder for the broken evolutionary process then so be it. Divorced with two beautiful amazing daughters who are fearless and living their best lives - what more could I ask for? Well, it would be nice to feel wanted and loved “just the way I am” but life is imperfect and some get to experience that and some don’t and some are survivors of abusive relationships and some are currently in them. Imperfect world.
Eileen , you are loved
You could collect all these and publish them as a book of short stories.
Not sure about this one. Seems to me there are more first times even in long term relationships as one or the other of us have to come to terms with the other as we each change with our age and life experiences. That's kind of a convoluted sentence, but I don't know how to say it more clearly.
Try it this way:
* There is the first time ever where the primary goal might be to not panic in public.
* There is the first time with a person you don't know well where the primary goal may be the getting-to-know-you thing to see if this may end up to be an actual relationship.
* There is the first time the primary goal is to get this other person into the sack as quickly a possible with no other long-term goal in mind.
Once a relationship, of whatever sort, is established there are a long list of firsts: First fight, first infidelity, first death in the family, first drunken episode, first scary medical diagnosis, etc., etc., etc. Each event is a test, which we pass or fail, depending on our character and/or maturity. Are we allowed to maintain our authenticity as each of these events unfold? Can we, as individuals, maintain our own authenticity while allowing our partner to maintain theirs? This whole question of firsts and authenticity is bigger than a bread box. Focusing on the first ever is a start but nowhere near the end.
I enjoy each day’s addition to the story. One suggestion though… find another descriptor for “metallic flavor” … you are beginning to overuse use that term.
BON-NIE TY-LER BON-NIE TY-LER BON-NIE TY-LER BON-NIE TY-LER
I love how richly layered this piece is, all the stories interweaving. Honestly, as a straight woman this teaches me a lot, all by showing not telling.