TheOlderGuy
Purveyor of Pleasure
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- Nov 21, 2001
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It's really one of our most basic drives, struggling for connection. Sure, sure, there is that need for food, and water, and oxygen. But beyond that instinct to survive physically, almost all of our energy goes into trying to establish connections.
In infancy, there is the obvious need to bond with mom, and dad, and other family members, slowly spreading out to others of interest. It's very primal then and obvious. There comes a time when the child tries to separate from the parent, establish it's own identity, largely through connecting with others.
In adulthood, the urge is no less primal, though it is often obscured -- but through sex, and work, and art, and virtually everything we do, we are seeking understanding of ourselves by connecting with others, not always very successfully.
The mature and totally profound bond we can establish with another adult, a peer, a partner in life -- is one that can elude us for many years, or for a lifetime. I was forty-eight before I truly understood the magic of that bond. I had craved it all my life, failed miserably at it time and time again, had my faith tested to the max, before one day she was there in my life, like that first spring breeze. I was fortunate to have had the example of parents who through thick and thin loved each other sincerely, for sixty-plus years, so I knew it was at least possible, and my faith endured long enough.
Literotica is a community. It can be really good, really bad, really ugly. But it is a community that I am grateful for. Thank you all.
In infancy, there is the obvious need to bond with mom, and dad, and other family members, slowly spreading out to others of interest. It's very primal then and obvious. There comes a time when the child tries to separate from the parent, establish it's own identity, largely through connecting with others.
In adulthood, the urge is no less primal, though it is often obscured -- but through sex, and work, and art, and virtually everything we do, we are seeking understanding of ourselves by connecting with others, not always very successfully.
The mature and totally profound bond we can establish with another adult, a peer, a partner in life -- is one that can elude us for many years, or for a lifetime. I was forty-eight before I truly understood the magic of that bond. I had craved it all my life, failed miserably at it time and time again, had my faith tested to the max, before one day she was there in my life, like that first spring breeze. I was fortunate to have had the example of parents who through thick and thin loved each other sincerely, for sixty-plus years, so I knew it was at least possible, and my faith endured long enough.
Literotica is a community. It can be really good, really bad, really ugly. But it is a community that I am grateful for. Thank you all.
