Being Nanekia…When A Man Loves A Woman

blackloveart31This has been a rough week for this hot mom.  Explaining the election results to my children and what that means for their future was tough. Then I found out that a dear friend and colleague passed away.  I’d worked with this person for the last 17 years and in the blink of an eye they were gone.  My emotions were all over the place, but as always this mama had to get right for the sake of those watching me, my children. I found out a few days later that my colleague’s wife would be stopping by the office, I was excited and sad to see her.  The experience that took place has changed my outlook on love.

My colleague gave out nicknames to those he was close to at work, so of course his closest confidant, his wife had a nickname as well.  I always thought her nickname was after an infamous sports car but my perspective has changed and I’m almost positive it’s because of her bright beaming spirit and smile.  So, here’s what happened.  I got a call, his wife is here, I go out to greet her and offer my condolences. As I approached the front desk of our building, I’ll be honest I was expecting a feeble, distraught, older lady, shame on me. I had to do a double take because I couldn’t believe my eyes.  She was glowing, ageless beauty and fabulous fashion oozed from her.  We laughed she remembered my son’s nickname before mine, she was in great spirits. We hugged and she was gone.  Still in amazement of not seeing what I thought I would see, I remembered my colleague and the greatest lesson he taught me without even knowing he did.  He knew how to love his woman.

See ladies (gents) whenever this man talked about his wife, his eyes would light up, there was a passion and a fire there like he’d just come back from his first date with her.  Not just during times when he would ask the office to help him surprise her with something, this was every time he mentioned her name you could see him get giddy.  He spoke with such love and conviction about her being HIS wife. I didn’t get it until I saw her, despite losing her husband, she was still giving off that in love vibe. She talked about him with the same passion I’d witnessed in him. Even though his body was no longer present to physically give her that love, she was still radiant with the love he’d given her and she’d given him. So here’s the lesson, when a man loves his woman the way I saw this man love his woman, even death can’t steal that love from you.

Look at the person you love now. Can you say you have that kind of love for them, where it covers them despite their faults? When you talk about them to other people is there a passion there or frustration? Can you say that if, heaven for bid, they were called home you would be able to feel their love still or they would be able to feel yours?  Could you rejoice for that person knowing they were at peace and so were you because of your connection?  I don’t know about y’all but I’m about to start making sure my love is on point.

Check out my previous post:  I AM WOMAN HEAR ME!

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