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Fields
of Fear Women become frustrated and, I write… how I wish I could hold you close when you are scared. I see a home of fighting filled with many sad nights. Mother and father unable to compromise for the sake of the family. Watching and wondering what will happen next? Will mom be flying into an outrageous tirade’ storming through the house? What goes on in the mind of a woman? It seems there’s such a difficult threshold that is as fragile as a newborn baby. Sensitive to the touch, demanding beyond reason, dumping whenever and on whoever is holding them close. I guess men will never truly appreciate the difficulties of being a woman. How her life is destined to be a struggle intertwined with the need and support of others. Very few women indeed enjoy solitude. They’re creatures of social and emotional contact.
Yet
what can I possibly know? I am but a man. As
easily as I can converse with another man, the same conversation with a woman
would bring about severe judgments in character.
Men wish to be playful and childish and still take care of
responsibilities. A man wants to be
tough and rugged and able to fight off any danger to the woman he loves.
A man will work himself to death to attain even the most minute
affections from his women. These
are things men do gladly because they are in love.
They can think of no price, no other person, and no other priority.
When a man loves his women he uses all his soul because he knows when
true love has reached a place of trust and monogamy, there will never be sexual
unsatisfaction. It is within this
blissful state of sexuality, compatibility, and tenderness that a man finally
can rest his head on the bosom of his supreme happiness.
And
therefore, man has no idea what a woman is thinking.
Can she allow herself to love? Should
she make herself emotionally vulnerable? What
if she tires of him, what if he becomes boring, what if he can no longer support
me? In this field of fears many
women have destined themselves to be old maids.
There’s a big difference between a single old woman who either lost her
lover by means beyond her control, or she chose to be single and grew in wisdom
and beauty because of it. The other one that ends up being resentful, bitter,
and discourages love among the youth~ has become hateful because of some reason.
While attending church I met many older women in there 70s and beyond.
Some where so joyous and happy ‘especially’ the ones who were still
married to their man. It was the
others who are alone that the sadness of loss still reflects in their eyes.
What choices were made?
From
looking at these older women who were happy, it was because they had a full
life, they had “committed to the struggle of love”, and they had been
rewarded with many long years of unbroken marriage.
Whereas in society, divorce runs rampant because lovers get confused by
pride. What’s in it for me becomes the only motivation for
attachment. Whereas in the bounds
of the church, the couple focus on each other because they care about having a
future “regardless of how difficult” it must or will be.
There is no fear in their Heart, or their Souls, or in their Love.
They have placed their faith in the love of the universe and have worked
hard to keep the relationship alive. It
is always told to me by these older couples that it’s never easy, but it’s
well worth the enjoyment of the other partner.
I pray God will have mercy on me someday, and put the woman in my life
whom will articulate her love for me. Thomas
A. SUTOR P.O.
Box 2343 Lompoc
CA 93438 Rockhawk.com |
All written word is "The Opinion" of Thomas A. unless otherwise noted...
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