This article presents the viewpoint of a man (Ricky) who wants to "love" a women, and discovers that romance is, as all men probably would know by now, the best way. However, being diagnosed with Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy, a muscular degeneration disorder affecting about 1 in 36,000 boys (thanks Wikipedia), he is unable to caress the women he loves because he has "no strength in my frail hands to touch her face."
When I read this, I'm am reminded of how blessed I am, to be able to chase skirts, and even capture the girl of my dreams through my actions; either by the works of my hands, or the glib of my mouth.
Ricky goes through all normal human emotions and thought processes, but he is just not able to touch her, to have that intimate connection through physical contact. He explores love and romance through something more than physicality and is able to portray this connection, this emotional, heart tugging connection through his words.
Here's the article, and hopefully, this will form part of your repertoire of your love to your cherished one.
The Art of Loving a Woman by Ricky Tsang
Sometimes it feels as though I’m in a different dimension. Even with friends and family, I’m still so out of place. I remain alone, yet solitude keeps me calm. It’s cold where I am, this perpetual dream of silence. Like the darkness of outer space, I await for sunlight to find me…
Her: “Ricky, what would you do to me if we were together right now?”
Me: “I’d look into your eyes, gently brushing your hair away. As I gaze into your heart, I’d run my fingers down your cheek; index to your lips. I’d ask you to close your eyes and surrender to the rush of a summer breeze. I’d kiss you as I lower my hands into yours with fingers interlocking.”
But it’s impossible. I’ve no strength in my frail hands to touch her face, as much as I need to make her see and perhaps fall in love with me. How does one reach a woman’s heart without the physical touch? It’s a question I’ve asked myself, time and time again. All I really have is a handful of words to discover this art.
To love a woman is a journey of romance, through even the simplest ways. They say love at first sight is shallow, but if you allow yourself to believe it can only exist without limitations, then and only then will you find the physical extensions of her heart. Her eyes, smile, and touch are capable of bringing you closer, while your destination is to find her at the end of each path.
As you venture through the walls of her heart, you’ll find reason to redefine your redefinition of romance. Before falling, we find comfort in solitude, but as it continues, we learn a need that overpowers every fibre of our beings. The way a woman desires for her man to change is often considered a flaw as acceptance is a significant part of love. However, when you take the time to discover her intentions, it’s about letting her guide you to become the man you were always meant to be.
When you have the desire to understand her, you’ll also find innocence. Aside from romance, she’s so much more. She’s your best friend; someone to share your dreams with, for romance isn’t always the key to finding her heart. It’s the ability to warm her through other means as desire inspires you to make her laugh and cry and dream of beautiful things.
To love a woman is a journey of discovery. Through innocence, you’ll notice splendour in her every move. It’s about finding it within the crevices of her heart, even when she feels a mess. When you acknowledge it’s only her feelings, you’re also acknowledging her beauty, no matter how, when, or where. Remove yourself from the boundaries of common romanticisms and know she’s beautiful the way she is.
What matters is that you’re there for her. It’s to build a connection, and put yourself in her shoes. It’s to make love with and not only to her. When she’s with child, you must recognize she isn’t pregnant alone.
One day, when you find her falling upon your arms in a moment of weakness, it’s about giving her wings and hoping for her stay. It’s to show her she’s loved and not only by you.
And when you realize her tears aren’t really tears, but beautiful heart cries instead, that’s when you’ve taken the first step in discovering the art of loving a woman. This is where I am.
If there’s a way to reach a woman’s heart without the touch of my fingertips, I promise that I’ll find it, even if it takes the death of a billion trillion stars. I have to believe it’s a learning process so if ever she comes along, I’ll know how I should bring joy into her life.
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