Things that make you go hmmmmmmmmmm....
One mundane morning, I decided to pick up my voicemail. I think there must have been a half dozen messages. Don't go thinking I am popular and all. It's more along the lines of "can't be bothered listening to the recordings". I digress...
One particular message got my attention. I think I must have played it back a dozen times. The voice, on the over played message, was that of my x-hubby. For nineteen years, I have heard this man call me by my nickname. Yet on this glorious morning, he called me by my name. It sounded absurd, awkward and very strange. He seemed to have struggled with it too.
Was this yet another reminder of a marriage gone wrong or was this more for my amusement?
I can tell you the following...I replayed the recording while focusing on my reaction, feelings and mindset. I didn't realize to what extent I was disengaged and disconnected from this man, I once called my husband.
I have discovered something of great meaning to me. I never realized to what extent one's name has value. In my suddenly single chapter in life, the relevance and importance of hearing a man call my name is of great importance to me. You would be surprised to know that I have witnessed a great many men who seem uncomfortable voicing a girl's name while chatting (happily or angrily for that matter) or making love. I find myself having to constantly remind my date,my friend or my lover how I enjoy hearing my name, as opposed to generically leading me into a conversation.
Seriously, is it too much for which to ask?
