the estinguished candle, and here I thought it was me lying in bed staring at my friend the ceiling. Here's to the group that none of us want to be in and few admit they are.
My H has always been overly cautious about having a candle going in the bedroom (believe me I am safe w it).
I stopped lighting a candle because I knew he would just blow it out.
Lately I started to light one just for me, just because.
My H should be so worried about our SM as he is the candle.
The flame is out w/ H - talk about symbolism. A very good friend of mine told me he thinks my H is scared of my passionate nature. I guess he’s afraid because he knows I have the potential to really "light" it up. So, I guess all he can do to keep himself safe is to keep blowing my flame out.
I read somewhere recently that about 40 million Americans are reckoned to live in sexless marriages. Don't ask me how they estimate these things, I can't imagine there are that many people who are willing to say "Hey, me too!", despite the folks here. As someone else says, just the tip of the iceberg. Just think of it the next time you are walking down the street and an adult passes by you, there are two questions that might cross your mind:
a. Are you married?
b. What are the chances you are not getting any either?
Is it just sad or could it be representative of an opportunity to eventually put things right?
Well how about we get a keg, start a bonfire and sit around it on pews made from 6x2s and rocks, drink the beer, someone plays 'stairway to heaven' inexpertly on their cheap guitar and we solve the problems of the world before the sun comes up? --- that seems to be the right kind of party, dont'cha think?
Our hotel for the meetup 2012 has an outdoor firepit. Perhaps we will do exactly this in October in honor and respect for all the kindred souls, here or not, who are hurting as we have.