Ghostly Presence
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I have always been a fiercely independent kind of guy, possessed of a distinct “can do” attitude. I believe that Dawne’s term for it is stubborn. She has often complained that around me she feels redundant, as I don’t seem to need her. Though I have tried to explain the myriad of ways that I do need her, they are always an ephemeral, intangible kind of need as opposed to a practical need. There are few things that we could point to and cite as tangible evidence of what she does for me. Now the tables have turned.

As my eyesight deteriorates, I find myself increasingly in need of her assistance with things that I would have previously done for both myself and her, and I have to say that I am not used to it. However, there is a bright side to this picture, albeit an uncomfortable one. As my outer world dims, I find increasingly that my inner sight is brightening, leading me to both see and realize things about myself that I never knew before, the chief of which is that for the last two decades I have been doing both Dawne and I a great disservice.

I am a great believer in demonstrating my love to my family in a practical, action oriented way. Combined with my independent can do attitude, it seems that I have been doing too much, and allowing them to do to little. I have not been allowing them to demonstrate their love for me in a practical, tangible way.

As I have grown increasingly reliant on them, I have noticed something new emerging, particularly in Dawne. I’m not entirely sure what it is yet, save to say that she is manifesting a strength and resilience that I have never seen before. Don’t get me wrong, Dawne has always been a strong woman. That was, and continues to be, one of the main things that I find so attractive about her. This new manifestation of that strength has a different quality to it. It seems to run deeper, coming from a place closer to her core than the necessary strength that she manifests on a daily basis.

It’s like she is showing me areas of her true self that I had never before allowed to emerge, if only because I never gave her the opportunity to bring it out. Now I have to consider the very real possibility that I have quite literally been smothering her with love. That’s not good.

As we talk about how to love someone, much of the emphasis is on what we can do to be better lovers. It is very much an outward looking view, and yet I find myself coming to the realization that as much as we send our love out, it is equally important to allow ourselves to receive love back. We have to let the other person love us in kind.

I got me some learnin’ to do….

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