Actually letting go

Every night when we put our son to bed Ava does the tuck­ing in (after I say good­night) and I wait out in the hall­way by the door.  She comes out and shuts the door and thus begins our tran­si­tion from adults-with-kid to adults.

Some­times I’m naked.  I’m naked a lot around the house but some­times I’m naked when Ava emerges from the bed­room.  Once a while ago I sug­gested that a good way for me to let Ava know that I was feel­ing par­tic­u­larly sub­mis­sive would be for me to face the wall, naked as I was, and wait for her to emerge and do as she will.  As our house is laid out I would have to wait not as she came up directly behind me…

I’ve never done it.

I’ve cer­tainly felt “that” sub­mis­sive since I men­tioned it; but even on nights when I know I’m feel­ing that way and I stand naked in the hall some­thing keeps me from turn­ing and fac­ing the wall and accept­ing her judgement.

Maybe I can’t really let go…

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