Why seek the woman of my life?

The answer is simple I love her so much she commands my actions–I asked her this morning, “What can I do to be supportive?” She answered, “Give me some space.” She was quiet about it, and there were actions with our bodies she was so quiet you could hear nothing except our rushed breathing, no moaning, and I do believe as we grow older, she simply allows me some space for myself. I was pretty stupid not have realized that she got no pleasure from my demands about myself, and it was all me, and yesterday she said, “It’s all you. You are just me, me, me.” I have not completely understood until now. She needs space, for she is shy, demure, reticent, even stand offish, and often I don’t realize it. It is not just that I love her, it is that she is so intelligent she rises to every intellectual situation, she thinks through a problem with lightening speed. she can spell impeccably, she has excellent commend of the English language, she thinks through the most convoluted situations, though she is shy, she is always polite to the point of being acceptable with every creed, color, race, or intellect in all people, she is implacably honest; though shy, she is an excellent teacher, and over the years, she has taught me to be honest such that now I can stop myself from being dishonest, she is always there and she cares for me in unusual ways, she is a great cook with simple ingredients or complex ingredients, she knows food as an expert with flavor; ask for a favor, and if it does violate her code of ethics, she’ll find a way, especially for friends, though not a large circle of friends, her friends accept her, she is loyal, overlooking faults, she is demure, her life is filled with quiet acceptance  of everyone except herself, and care for life; she is tolerant, and shed does not walk on water. Though she’s only come close to saying “I loved you.” once in our 38 years together (“Well, I’m here, aren’t I.”) she shows me love in everything she does to and for me because I am disabled; for example, she straightens my back and neck with strong arms explaining my process of standing tall and does not criticize when I can’t maintain posture; she does all the yard work; she cooks all the food, she washes all the dishes and does all the cleanup after meals; she cleans our home from top to bottom clean as a whistle though she drags her feet about this; she does all the wash neatly folds the clothes; she gives me 5 minute warnings before the evening meals, she shows me love in every (tears), and though there is no sex as we grow old together, yes our time for sex is over, I know that’s just alright between us, we sleep together; her passion is for books, edification, and constant learning, I love her deeply, and with full loyalty,  for she has saved my life, for I know that without her, I would have died face down long ago in the gutter, or I would have ended up in long-term confinement;. I love her and despite my severe disabilities she loves me, this I know this to the depth of my soul, and, oh my soul is with her.

Charles meaning (strong man) and Marjorie (meaning pearl) Remacle-Taylor.

Published by elgwyn

I was a University and community college instructor before retiring. I also worked in fast food restaurants, and retail stores. I am an ordinary man writing for because I want to write and because my education prepared me to write; BA English lit, MA English, EdS higher education, and MFA creative writing, free verse poetry and essays. Blogs are an answer to high-priced self-publishing. Walt Whitman had to self-publish his first 1000 copies of the 1855 edition of Leaves of Grass because in 1855 poetry did not sell. Most poets make a living in other ways than writing. Wallace Stevens was an insurance executive, and TS Eliot was a banker. Many writers teach, and always there have been writers who have written because they needed to express their thoughts and feelings. They wrote not necessarily to make money but to express "the old universal truths of the human heart" according to Faulkner. Here I reach a wider audience I missed than by self-publishing, and I stand a better chance to reach a wider audience for less expense than self-publishing. I self-published my first books, Winter from Spring, and Meditations on Gratitude; poetry and photo books which were easier to self-publish than to seek a not to seek a publisher company. This blog allows me to write for an interested audience because I write poetry and personal essays. I write for a friendly audience and present to you a slice of my writing. Perhaps you will enjoy what you read.

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