From:
Elizabeth
To:
Larry
Sent: Monday,
October 19, 2009 10:39 PM
Subject: RE: Ruminating
At 35 to 40 miles an hour on a totally darkened road, with baby deer
everywhere, the trip back from the observatory takes close to 45
minutes. Except for having to be so attentive looking for the
glint of deer eyes, it is a good time to ruminate.
Thanks for your thoughtful reply. By that I mean you answered some
questions I've long had about you (you/me, you/Julie, you/what you want
for yourself).
I think many women want a man to literally take care of them. That
is their need, to have someone to do for them and supply all their
needs. They want "Daddy." Many women seem to also have a
need to have someone to "take care of." That seems to be their
need. They want to "Mother" a man. Some women seem to
combine both.
Although I worry at times about old age, or disability, I don't view
myself as needing a man to "take care of me," i.e. I don't need a
relationship in that way. Also, while I enjoy sharing and doing
for others (at times) I'm not much of a mothering type. I'm far
too independent to want to be taken care of or (although this sounds
harsh) to be totally wrapped up in having to take care of someone else
(i.e. "mothering" a man who basically never grew up and learned to take
care of himself in my eyes).
However (a big however), I always feared two things: One was
taking on a relationship and fearing or knowing that I "sort of" knew it
wouldn't last and that I would then have to leave someone who truly
cared and loved for me. I guess to put it bluntly, sometimes I saw
the end of a relationship in its very beginnings! I think you made
somewhat similar remarks about you and Julie. The second thing I
feared though was "being left." This second thing was what often
led me to the wrong relationships--people who would leave. That
sounds paradoxical, but I knew I was still working out some fear of
abandonment, by trying to make people stay who I knew didn't have it in
them. If I could do that, then, the "issue" would be solved.
I accept it as just one of the crazy, counter-intuitive things that I
(and lots of other people as well) do with their lives. I guess it
was trying to finish some type of unfinished business, or unfinished
family dynamic. I could talk more about it, but it long ago family
stuff.
Gosh, I'm sorry I didn't let you know what I thought of you years ago!
I remember when I worked at Alachua General Hospital, you came to see me
one day at work. One of the "ladies" I worked with said to me, "I
just KNEW when I saw that handsome young man that he was your beau!"
She was talking about you.
Another really strange thing that I can't correct though, is that when I
think about you, it seems like my image of you is frozen in time, in the
past. To think of you as you are in the present, I have to think
of a picture of you from the present. Otherwise I'm visualizing
you from the 70's.
Well, my class is out and I need to go home. My classes are 6:00
to 9:00 p.m., three days a week, which is nice because usually I can
structure the days however I want (although lots of times I have
meetings and such, or have to prepare my lessons, or put in office
hours). I'm "supposed" to put in 35 hours "in" the building, but
when I teach weekends, I put in 20+ hours in three days, so I tend to
shave off time during the week to compensate.
Elizabeth
Updated: 11-07-2024