wm. s. reynolds' blog

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Thursday, March 8, 2018

International Women's Day

So on this International Woman's Day I am remembering a woman that I joined together with some forty four years ago this month, a woman who passed away a year ago.  I cannot count all of the wonderful little things this woman did for me, with me and to me over the best part of a life time together but a gift she gave me for which I am eternally grateful was a little peak behind the curtain of what it is to be a woman.  For me there was/is really nothing I remember so distinctly and recall so fondly as walking into a party and seeing my wife and a couple of her friends curled up on a couch and just being three woman together enjoying each other's company and me knowing that one of those women loved me as much as I loved her.

I was raised in a family where I was shown by example how men and women can live together with a mutual respect, this was a gift.  I was taught to respect woman by my father and my grandfather.  What my wife showed me was the mystery.

Women have a way of enjoying each others company that it is rather more difficult for men.  Women amongst themselves will share their feelings, and they talk to each other, where men have a very difficult time sharing any feelings and when we talk it is more often, about some thing, not about us.  These are generalisations I know and in fact I do love to watch us all as we travel down our paths in our self imposed boundaries and guidelines but right now, in the context of what is going on around the planet, the genuine emergence of women. is inspiring.  All I can say, is bring it, I cannot wait.

This woman loved me and she always had my back, I miss her a lot on this International Woman's Day.

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