Perspective is an interesting thing. I was reminded of that very thing today at work. I work with a woman who is just a few years younger than myself. She has pointed out to me that she and I are very much alike in many ways. For one, we see the world around us and deal with situations, in much the same way. She has even told me that she mentioned to her husband how much alike we are.
Her oldest child, a girl is the same age as my daughter. Both our girls are single moms to biracial daughters whom we both are helping to raise. Her son is a few years older than mine, but they have the same name. She married her high school sweetheart, though they are newlyweds due to the fact that they went their separate ways after school and both had previous marriages. We both have adult children that still live at home and neither of us are too pleased about that. We often find ourselves dealing with the same issues with our kids.
One of the things she often tells me is that she wants my life. Sounds rather odd since we seem to have very much the same life. The big difference is that her husband does not take care of her on a day to day basis the way Musicman does me. In effect, she wants a dominant man and she wants to nurture her submissive side. She hasn't said that in so many words, but it is easy to infer from what she has told me.
Another big difference that she has shared with me is her sex life. It is almost non existent. When they do have sex, "it last for three minutes then he is done." She has even said that she has complained to him "that he seduced her with porn star sex and now it's gone." He even fell asleep on her once during sex.
I almost feel guilty when I tell her my relationship isn't like that. Oh sure, I don't get it as much as I would like due to the privacy issues, but it's never three minutes and done. Even when the house is full and we have to employ silent sex, 99% of the time it is totally satisfying for both of us and it has always been like that between us. That other 1%, when it doesn't work so well, is because my head is not in the right place, for whatever reason.
Sometimes I am tempted to confide in her that I live an alternative lifestyle, that I am submissive and Musicman is very much the HOH, but I won't. I doubt she would believe me if I did tell her because in my everyday life, I am anything but submissive. But, it is a good thing for me to hear her say that she wants my life, cause no matter how hard life has been lately and no matter what we are dealing with, I love my Musicman so much and I am so grateful for everything he does for me. It is good for me to be reminded that not everyone has the wonderful relationship that I enjoy, even if I occasionally want to hit him upside the head with a brick.