Engraving a Sense of Other in a Naturist’s Heart

Melvin and Sandy at home in Montana

Brian and Nancy

Every once in a while I find myself falling in love again. Luckily for me, it is always with the same woman, my wife. Somehow we have navigated through forty-seven years [well almost 47 years] since we met and first fell in love. So, when I see images such as the one here with Sandy and Melvin who continue to find a good space beside each other, I find myself thanking the universe for where I find myself in this relationship with my own wife.

This morning, while on our back deck having morning coffee at 5:30 am, we talked about another couple, Brian and Nancy who are our naturist friends living about two hours from our home. Brian passed away a few days ago and we wondered how Nancy was going to navigate the days ahead through the weeks, months, and years that remain. Both my wife and I ache when we are apart, something that is rather frequent as I travel around western Canada doing

the two of us

book-signing events.

I have taken a photo from Book 3 of the Naked Poetry series which was written in Mexico a few years ago that I wanted to bring here to accompany the other couple photos. I guess I am in a tender spot at the present as I will be leaving my wife for another road trip that will take me to Winnipeg in the not-too-distant future. Even though it is a number of days away, we both find ourselves moving just a bit closer to each other as if to engrave the sense of presence for when we are apart. Life is just that way

2 thoughts on “Engraving a Sense of Other in a Naturist’s Heart

  1. I warm to the way you speak with tenderness about your love for your wife; and I grieve with you as you about your friend, Brian’s recent death. I think that the image of “engraving the Other on your heart” is one good and appropriate way of speaking of the continuing life of “the Other” beyond this life. My intentions are with you as you continue on your own journeys, with and apart from the ones you love, and especially apart from the one with whom you have fallen in love again. Blessings — and thank you for your thoughts on “engraving on the heart”.


  2. Melvin and I have not been together for 47 years but for half that. I hurt for your friend’s loss of her mate for even though Mel and I have fewer years under our belt, I cannot imagine life without him. Our lives are so woven into one another that we have that subtle rhythm of moving through life a day at a time with the other person. Mel will be taking a trip in September for a week and I know I will feel the absence of that other spirit and body revolving around my everyday activities. There will definitely be an emptiness. I guess that is called love.

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