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When a little girl,                                       I  always   knew
	      that my husband                                       was  now  a  boy
	      growing up some-		                     where in this  big
	      world   to  some-		                             day  be  my  true
              romantic merge.		                             Meanwhile,  I got
	      cootie shots and		                             played  with   my
              Barbies who	 far                                        more   interested
	      me than what his                                      last  name  might 
              be. As a teenager,                                     I zoned more into
              and honed further			            onto the  traits my
              perfect  mate  shall                                possess to  rate  my
              lifetime devotion.  By                            the   time  I  entered 
              into adulthood, an image                  had  formed  of  the one
              for  which  my   heart  did  yearn.  I  even   knew   what    his 
              attitudes and  beliefs  would exude  should he seek a  life long 
              interlude  with me.  His features  were  held in my  mind’s eye
              and only grew clearer as  time went by.  Love  tossed me, cost 
              and  taught me, but also  eventually  brought  me the  he who 
              surpassed all expectations as  grown in me.  He is not degreed 
              as I just  knew he would be, no, his success and zeal is in sky-
              walking  to conquer  steel  which  terrifies  me.  Better  than  I 
              ever  imagined  are his  abilities that  amaze  me;  his   energy 
              never ends, there is nothing he cannot mend with his carpenter, 
              electrician,  plumbing and mechanical blends of talent. His eyes 
              are not the brown I had  hoped to drown  in, but a slice of baby
              blue sky that excite my sigh.  His masculinity, rough hands and 
              husband-demands are  just as prime  years after  his body first
              held mine.  I  know now what  I did not know growing up – one
              important  thing  involving ‘couple’  stuff is  being  with the one 
              who allows and  invites  the totality  of you to  grow  because it 
              it is all of   you that they wish to lovingly know. So, do not think 
              you have    it down, total knowledge of who you desire  around.
              Believe        me, love  can arrive  as a  redneck  extrovert  who 
              daily            wears either a black or white wife-beating  t-shirt.   
               
   


Line Gauthier - The Shape of My Art
July 24, 2018
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