My bathroom always stinks. And not for the usual reasons. There must be a leak someplace. There has to be some pool of water or the effects of it somewhere. I need stronger air freshener. Frankly, I need a wife. Women make things smell better just by being present, it seems.
I'm chaste. More than this, I'm not even remotely frustrated, in that sense. It's just that a man hits a wall in friendship with women--a woman--where sexual intimacy is seemingly the only way to express the love that he wants to share. And so it is. It's probably not even the biggest part of marriage. Not that I'd know. But it comes right along with the friendship. For a man to deny this part of himself, or try to deny that his body has a role in a true expression of his love, is stupid. You can be married and not have sex, even. Hopefully it's a good reason. But if people decide within marriage to do what married people (typically) do, they do a good thing. I've never heard Mother Church say otherwise, despite what you may have heard.
I still sense that I'd function better in all sorts of ways if there was an 'Eve' around. Am I nuts? I don't know. I'm me, I'm doing well, my days are productive (usually) and stuff. But I cannot escape or deny the feeling that something is missing. That something. Family something. Like I'm not quite yet who I should be.
I could just be a lonely single guy droning on. But I don't think so. Not this time.
I'm chaste. More than this, I'm not even remotely frustrated, in that sense. It's just that a man hits a wall in friendship with women--a woman--where sexual intimacy is seemingly the only way to express the love that he wants to share. And so it is. It's probably not even the biggest part of marriage. Not that I'd know. But it comes right along with the friendship. For a man to deny this part of himself, or try to deny that his body has a role in a true expression of his love, is stupid. You can be married and not have sex, even. Hopefully it's a good reason. But if people decide within marriage to do what married people (typically) do, they do a good thing. I've never heard Mother Church say otherwise, despite what you may have heard.
I still sense that I'd function better in all sorts of ways if there was an 'Eve' around. Am I nuts? I don't know. I'm me, I'm doing well, my days are productive (usually) and stuff. But I cannot escape or deny the feeling that something is missing. That something. Family something. Like I'm not quite yet who I should be.
I could just be a lonely single guy droning on. But I don't think so. Not this time.
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