The Woman in Me is Still in There
Jul 7, 2016 16:44:01 GMT -5
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Post by Caris on Jul 7, 2016 16:44:01 GMT -5
Those who know me from EP, may recall that for some years I felt like a piece of furniture...just a thing. I'd lost the sense of being a person. Eventually, (and don't ask me how I did it because I don't know), I regained my sense of being a human being that was worth something. What I never really regained was my sense of being a woman...my femininity. I lost touch with that part of myself.
Today, "she" raised her head from deep within. Two guys ran past me, while I stood to the side of the narrow path to let them pass. One of the guys had an amazing physique. Ripped muscles, broad shoulders tapering down to a narrow waist. I actually took a deep breath and blew it out while I walked and stared behind them. The woman within me was stirred. It made me realize, she's not gone, just somehow subdued, and not very often visible.
This is only the second guy that I've seen in the past year that took my breath away, and I couldn't take my eyes off. Of course, they are way to young for me – about 30 something – and I'm no cougar, but it's a sign that the woman in me still exists, even if hidden under layers of baggage. She lives.
Today, "she" raised her head from deep within. Two guys ran past me, while I stood to the side of the narrow path to let them pass. One of the guys had an amazing physique. Ripped muscles, broad shoulders tapering down to a narrow waist. I actually took a deep breath and blew it out while I walked and stared behind them. The woman within me was stirred. It made me realize, she's not gone, just somehow subdued, and not very often visible.
This is only the second guy that I've seen in the past year that took my breath away, and I couldn't take my eyes off. Of course, they are way to young for me – about 30 something – and I'm no cougar, but it's a sign that the woman in me still exists, even if hidden under layers of baggage. She lives.
