By: Iris P. Concepcion
I have made women weep in the past not because I am stubborn but because I had refused their generosity.
Now is my time to credit them for the things done to me even if I am incorrigibly frank.
First off, I really think like a man. It has nothing to do with my chromosomes. I banter with verbal talks against the worst of the lot to let them know how horrible they are.
Women, to me, are like my mother. Feed. Live. Nurture. She lived by these rules.
For many times I had been bitched by women too; you no longer allow them to creep into your mindset. I have said my brief sentences, my riposte, and that was the end of it.
Recently, I have come to realize that this band of women, friends in work and leisure, have been religiously fronting for me against the uncouth.
In the process, they plant themselves as opposites of my favorite ladies: these young, carefree and happy women I truly love. I had often stated, these are women who had kept family bonds, inspite of.
I do not know if these two groups will ever meet eye to eye but rest assured, the young ladies will not show any ill-temper even when required. I never question the well-meaning hands these groups had extended to me regardless of opposable thumbs and all.
You already know I am not cut for a staid existence. I am my own being and I like zapping guys who have become out of bounds. I want to be with the cornkids and their clown masters. And my moms are really elvins. Small and enduring.
To this band of mammals, thank you for :
1. making my clothes smell good.
2. providing security to my belongings.
3. leaving food for me when I am alone.
4. for understanding that my fathers are truly my fathers and they mean no harm. They annoy but they are one hell of a fun bunch. Responsible too.
5. for providing me shelter.
Now that you had this chance to meet my ladies(and gents), I hope you are richer in spirit for it. Respect comes when deserved.
You had it today. Thank you BTP. You have come a along way to embrace middle age gracefully.
P.S. The better other is really a beautiful soul as you now realize. Keep on discovering him.
This should not end without comedy.
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Isn't that a riot?