The Stages Of Intimacy . . .
My name is Monique, a life long student of intimacy of - ahem - various types. I am divorced and have a twenty four year old daughter. Since i am divorced, does that qualify me to be an expert on intimacy? Hardly.
However, I am a keen observer of how people behave and communicate with others. Meetings are interesting. i seldom attend one at work where I come away inspired. But, sometimes i notice subtle messages that people send and receive to say they are communicating - or trying.
I will start by driving a stake in the ground as the starting point for what I think is the most wonderful and thrilling part of a relationship - and that one thing is "holding hands." No other action thrills me more, whether from a potential romantic partner, to an elderly person in a nursing home.
The inspiration for my story is from something I saw at the mall yesterday. A boy and a girl, perhaps in their early twenties, were walking along holding hands - and - swinging their arms as they went - twisting, turning, smiling as they looked at each other and laughed. How wonderful. I watched them for quite a while. What a beautiful and simple pleasure - and that they were starting their relationship enjoying each others company - with just hands and smiles.
This is far as I am going tonight ... please join in !