Howie Gets “Mushy”

 

(Photo of me is on our wedding day 11/2/2004)

 

Howie writes Carole:  20 Jan 2003 07:58:32 -0500

 

Carole, occasionally I write in a sort of diary or journal.  I wrote something last night that I'll repeat below and hit send quickly before I delete it.

 

I honestly do not think, throughout the entire history of the world, that any man has enjoyed sexually being with a woman more than I enjoyed being with this woman today.  I cannot imagine how it could be better.

 

Carole writes Howie: 

 

Dear Howie,  Timing is everything.  My heart was racing at reading your words.  I was trying to bring feelings into something that could be read.  I thought I saw a shadowy figure disappear around the back of the house, but couldn't tear myself from the keyboard to check it out.  Then the alarm went off because someone had entered the house, so I had to go check and since that has never happened, as you might imagine, my heart was now in my throat.  I rounded the corner to see the door ajar was the one right next to where my gun is and I didn't see anyway to get past the shadow of the intruder to the weapon.  Just as I turned to grab the keys to my truck where my other gun is located, I see a woman's hand stick a vacuum cleaner through the open door.  New maid.  Didn't know which door to use.  She is from Lithuania so I may never be able to explain which door and the alarm system.  Cute kid though.

 

Now, with trembling hands, I wish to thank you for sharing your heart with me this morning and even more so for the way you shared your soul with me yesterday afternoon.  I agree with your description of lovemaking being a way to join two spirits that are dwelling in separate chambers.  When you said I seemed to disappear yesterday I didn't know quite how to respond to that, because my feeling was of being intensely present.  Perhaps, at my most intense, I disappeared into you.  There was a glorious sensation of being one with you.  For me, that feeling lingers.  Once I have been a part of someone, I never feel fully separate from them again.  Because I admire your values and share many of your core beliefs, this is a rare opportunity for me to enjoy that connection.

 

You are welcome to join me at church any time.  There is no awkwardness to overcome.  I have known these people my entire life and they are very loving and accepting of me and they are always happy to see someone show an interest in his Creator.  I have never been one to stand around afterwards shaking hands and talking.  My father and I usually race each other to the parking lot, but a few people have made a career out of trying to snag us for just a moment.  One of my favourites is Charlie Bailey.  He is 92 and can still recite the Bible word for word.  He always kisses me.  His wife died from cancer last week and he is just lost without her.

 

The better classes (about evidences) right now are at the later services (7:30-8:30) in Carrollwood.  The "church" doesn't take a stand on approving or disapproving any practice.  It uses the Bible as the ultimate authority and believe me, I have been over it with a fine toothed comb looking for a loophole regarding my sex life and marriage options.  There is nothing in the Bible nor in the general beliefs of our members that indicates sex is bad.  On the contrary, the Bible urges men to marry so that they can satisfy their needs and concentrate their minds on spiritual matters.  If people knew how to be good partners to their mates, I think this mindset would probably prevail in any society.  I think people stray looking for fulfillment because we mistakenly think it is something you can find, rather than something we can create.

 

I didn't know about the Urban Legends web site.  That's great.  I don't pass on most of the nonsense that comes across my desk, but the hydroplaning just made sense and was something I had never thought about.  I saved the main site for future reference.

 

I will see you tonigh