What Do Men Really Know About Women

Before we delve into the subject, let me tell you a bit about me and why I think my experience is one of total respect for women’s health, fitness, pain and joy, the courage and strength that women posses, the determination and endurance to achieve the very best for her family, just imagine that ten minutes of pleasure can create and shape a woman’s life forever, while the opposite sex can go on having lots more of those encounters with no major consequence unless he’s a real man and considers the ramifications of his actions.

I am one of ten children, and in 1974 I became the first of nine children, now stick with me here because it’s gonna start getting interesting. As a teen back in 1974 I remember that I was out with friends one day when a neighbor came over and ask me to go home saying that my mum needed me, very unusual I thought but I went home anyway.

When I arrive at the house, I felt a strange feeling coming over me not the type that I was expecting or use to, upon entering the house the mood was somber, not usual for our home and I notice my mum and four of my sisters sitting on the floor all in tears, now you can imagine at my age I’m not sure what to make of the scene in front of me, but I am anxious to find out.

My oldest sister stood up and said to me that we had just loss our sister, grand mother and aunt and my first reaction was ok, what does that mean. Well back in Dominica a small Island in the Caribbean where my mother was born, four members of our family left home on their way to a crusade, in those days the form of transportation were those big trucks, a Bedford truck to be precise which they customized to accommodate passengers.

Having left the village with almost 28 people on-board, the vehicle went over a precipice killing almost everyone on-board; one of the survivors was my grandmother’s godchild who suffered a broken hip.

Pain: can you imagine for a second, losing your daughter, sister and mother in one accident? That was the first time I saw real pain from my mum, and to me it was a sad moment but I was too young to really appreciate the magnitude of what had really happened and how my mother coped with it, that was my first lesson in life on how to overcome adversity.

So, with my first sister gone (R.I.P) I then became the first, but here is another interesting part to this story. Did I give you any hint as to my gender? Well now I will. My name is Mark Felix and I am the only boy in the family, five years older than my sister after me and seven more after her one year apart of each other.

Are you still with me?

With so many sisters to look-after I became a very caring soul, I did the best I could to help my mum with these girls but for some reason or another my mum always insisted that my dad take me along with him to most of the places he went.

My mum was an extremely hard working lady, she also had a passion for making sure things were clean and that my sisters got the best training in how to take care of themselves and their surroundings, and not once can I honestly say that I ever saw any lady stuff laying around that should not have been, because my mum made sure that my sisters carried themselves in a very decent manner regardless of our circumstances at the time. Let’s just say they would benefit from it greatly in the future.

Pain: in 1986 while I was in New York I got a phone call from my sister saying that my mum had fallen ill and was taken to the hospital, I then told my sister to tell mummy I loved her, two days later I got another phone call saying that my mother had passed.

Wow, talk about pain, not really for my sake but just imaging my last sister was four or five years at the time and remember earlier I mentioned that almost all my sisters were a year apart? Well you can just imagine how young they were when our mum passed.

Now I enjoy sharing these stories with their children, especially my nieces.

Now it would appear that I’m telling my life story here, but what I am alluding to is the fact that I have been blessed to have encountered very special moments with the opposite sex, and I’ve managed to be supportive in which ever way I know how and to me it’s been appreciated in ways that truly brings joy to me.

Joy: when my last daughter came into this world, it was probably the highlight of my existence. From the very moment here mum went into labor, I was there till the very moment when her little head emerged wiped and then placed into my arms. Wow, what a rush.

I also stayed on to witness all the other stuff that happens after the baby is delivered and that gave me the ultimate respect for women. If you’re a real man you need to experience this.

Health: sometimes it amazes me when I consider the amount of concerns ladies have to cope with in their lives, breast cancer, cervical cancer, menstrual cycle, Infertility, Pregnancy Loss, Menopause, health and fitness honestly I can go on and on, but the funny thing about this, is that I can’t remember when was the last time I even thought about prostate cancer or any other disease even at my age, men just don’t have a fraction of the concerns that women have.

Growing up as a young man armed with the gift of knowing a little about how to treat a woman came naturally based on the interactions with my sisters, I remember being warned by my mum not to go around breaking young girls hearts, yes she warned me, but I never really listened, you see most of it was not really my fault and I’ll tell you why.

The older girls in the family had lots of girlfriends and most of those friends would tell my sisters how much they loved me, to be honest at that age what do we really know about love? Well I was able to pick and choose which one of the girls I wanted to be friends with, and while writing this, I remember one girl in particular who I really liked, she was about 15 and I was 19 and to spend time with me she had to use my sister as a decoy, I think one of the deceptions had to do with studying together.

The things we do as teenagers.

Joy: I remember back in New York, a lady friend of the family gave me a book called the Sensual Man, I’m not sure who the author was but what a life changing experience I’ve had since reading that book and I would real encourage men, boys to read that book, if you are a mother, sister, wife, girlfriend you should get that book for your husband, boyfriend, brother or son.

I feel like I’m writing a book here.

Let’s cut to the chase, my hope is that I can inspire young men to start treating women with a lot more respect than we currently do, stop the name calling you know what I mean, remember that our being came about the giving of birth by a woman, the caring for us by that women, the love given to us by that woman and to some extent, what we are today has to do with how we were raised by that woman.

So I’ll leave you with this thought, treat women the same way you would want your mother, sister, daughter, and wife treated.

And to all the women out there on behalf of real men, I would like to say we love you, cherish you, and adore you and never for a second would we ever want to hurt you.

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