Wednesday, July 29, 2009

What would he think...

…when he saw her naked, for the first time? Oh, she was so worried. She’d placed so much focus on her children, on taking care of house and home, she’d long forgotten what the touch of a man felt like. Her children were older and her life a bit slower, so, every once in a while, she’d take herself down to the bookstore, candy store for the brain. Here she’d peruse any number of titles, order a latte and wallow in decadent peace and quiet. It was on just such an excursion that she met….him. She didn’t notice him right away, but, he noticed her. When she realized she was being watched, she found herself….what? Blushing? What was this? She wasn’t familiar anymore with this reaction, but, he was so handsome! He was also very insightful for he noted her blush and decided on an easy going, non threatening approach. “Hi…”. And so their relationship began. Slow and easy, no definitions needed, no qualifying terminology, just two people enjoying each other and the attraction that grew each passing day. She let him meet her children and, although the girls were reserved, the youngest voiced what apparently had been agreed upon by all of them…,”it’s nice to hear you giggle Mom.”
What would he think when he saw her naked, for the first time? She looked at her belly, not so flat anymore. She counted the stretchmarks, only to find them countless. A groan escaped her lips…she couldn’t go through with this…and then he walked in. She caught herself, grabbed the corner of a sheet to cover her vulnerability. He was very insightful, he noticed her blush and…he understood. He crossed the length of the room and took her into his arms. He then did the unpredictable…he pulled the sheet down and kissed each stretchmark. He pointed out what they represented and with poetic ease and sweet respect, he adored her sacrifice. He honored the scars she’d taken on to birth her children and he honored her for having the resolve to do her best by her babies.
And that night, she realized what she’d always been and never allowed to step forth…she was a full on woman, the earthy, down to earth real kind that can make a man shudder in his ecstacy and one who can revel in her own mystical, spiritual, natural wonderfulness.

At last…exhale…..at last….

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