Callemonit Truths – Being Vulnerable

If you’ve read

and you’re seeing this next title, Being

…you’re probably thinking Oh boy!…here we go again…Mark’s gonna lay another

topic on us about his troubled childhood…and if you’re my mom, you’re probably like

What did your father and I do wrong this time?…I always thought we did a great job raising

kids…well, let me be perfectly clear…I’m not gonna let my parents off the

BECAUSE…they aren’t on the hook…they were and still are awesome parents…truthfully, I’m sure I was a bit of a handful

growing up…especially when I attempted to ride a

through a

Ouch!…but no matter what I got myself into…(of which I’m sure I’ll end up writing about in the future)…I always felt

from them

in the wonderful family

they built…NOW back to the business of

…do you remember when you first started dating your spouse, and everything you did was sort of

…almost the opposite of being

…I mean, it’s not like you were pretending to be someone different…you just weren’t as completely

about your behavior, feelings, and past as you would be with…say…your college roommate or best friend from all the way back in

or

…someone with whom you weren’t afraid to go

…and you could always count on her to hold your

while you were

over the

after one too many of these

…and the same could be said about your buddy…he wouldn’t necessarily hold your hair…but he would make sure to take your car

and get you home safely…so why was it you were willing to put yourself in a vulnerable position around them…well it’s simple…you knew they had your

like this

…and when the

in the morning, nothing had changed…they still loved and appreciated you and your friendship the same way they did before you ever stepped foot in that

…how liberating it was to feel so at ease in someone’s presence…and how awesome it would be to experience that same unconditional freedom of expression with someone in

…BUT first you have to get past the initial impressions and at least a month or so of dating…when vulnerability is purposely nonexistent…always making sure your breath smells like cool

and your

is perfect…and you don’t use the

as an adjective…and you eat beforehand…then order one of these

time after time like you’re a

…and you nurse your

like it has a

…and you never ever pass

…BUT on this one night…about 5 dates in…work was a

and traffic was like a

and there wasn’t even time to hit

for one of these

…so at the bar…to soothe the troubles of life…you make a mutual decision to go crazy and order nothing but fatty greasy deep fried appetizers…everything from

and

smothered in cheddar cheese to

wings with extra

and

dressing…and you chase it all down with a cold

…to which you instruct the waitress Keep ’em comin’…and you talk and laugh until closing…at that point, neither of you could drive…so you decide to enjoy the

lit sky and walk…holding hands…truly comfortable…safe…no longer guarded…with a newfound willingness to be vulnerable…as displayed when you came across a stray

lying on the sidewalk…and you (girlfriend) instantly go into

voice…Oh, aren’t you a handsome boy…and you crouch down and confidently stroke the fur of his back…then you move to his head…and with your long

you scruff around his ears and even along the bridge of his nose…he’s purring like a

…you (boyfriend) are also an animal lover and want to get in on the action…you likewise crouch down…the cat jumps to his feet and

down an alleyway…to which you remark Guess he only likes girls…not getting the expected chuckle or Ahhh, it’s ok…he doesn’t know how sweet you are as you hoped…you stand and wait to resume the walk…she remains in a squat like a

…so you question her What’s the pitcher shakin’ off your signs?…still nothing…crickets…then you notice she’s seriously caught in thought and concernedly ask Hey, you good?…and from the light of the moon you see she’s

…you reach for her hand…but she quickly moves to the

and sits…she’s choosing vulnerability while preparing a perfect opportunity to see your response…you sit next to her…she wraps her arm around yours and leans in close…she tells you about her beloved big boy cat named Midnight and how at her

party, someone left the back door open, and he ran out and got lost…months of searching and praying and posting signs on dozens of these

came to no avail…5 dates in, and her tears are flowing down her face like a

…you wrap your arms around her and firmly press your lips against her head…feeling her pain and savoring this moment of trust through vulnerability, you whisper I really like you…and the next couple years were more of the same…a joint unmasking of emotion…like how difficult life became after parents got

…and how depression set in after a close friend committed

…complete transparency about every heartache and every joy, both past and present…leading up to an inevitable

…and then each time you both exposed your true feelings after tying the

you added another stitch to a now singular

yeahkinda weak analogy…let me try again…have you ever been in a 3 legged race…you and your partner are tethered at the ankles to create 1 center leg…or maybe you both had to put a leg in a

 sack…either way, it’s definitely a situation where you learn quickly about vulnerability and the need for teamwork if you have any intent on being successful…THAT’S THE JOURNEY OF

…a long difficult 3 legged race in which every heartfelt vulnerable revelation is a private invitation to see into the

of your soul…who you truly are…allowing your bond to become stronger for the challenges ahead…ok, that’s a little better…NOW, most of this story has been fiction…meant to

a picture of how a willingness to be vulnerable is an essential process throughout a marriage…now I want to tell a truth about how we

are kicking

in our 3 legged race…(mostly thanks to my wife)…at the beginning of last year, I came home to my wife

and blurted I’m depressed…I can’t swing another

or

another floor…you know, we’re all on this crazy

and we only got one

and it’s not like I have to grab the

…but damn it to Hell…when the music stops and I have to face St. Peter at the

of Heaven…I’m sure gonna be embarrassed when he says Great job painting that kitchen on Elm Street…was that like

or maybe more of a

green?…no, what he’s really gonna say is God gave you amazing gifts and talents and you were content to hang a

and change out a

…I’m serious Hun…there’s gotta be more to the life of Mark Loschiavo than that…to which Laurie responded Then quit…you deserve to do something you like…I think you should write…it’s your God given ability…and that is how

came to be…I was vulnerable…and lucky enough to be married to someone like this

who’s always comfortable in her own skin…true to herself (even with a mouthful of baby blue icing)

…and always willing to acknowledge vulnerability and face any challenge

with courage, optimism, and determination…to be honest…writing and spreading the word about Callemonit will be like

…but with her

having my

…this

is worth the ride!

So here’s the message…talk more with your spouse, way more…share your feelings, all of them…don’t be afraid to be vulnerable, it makes you closer…and remember…you’re a forever team…you could win your 3 legged race!

AND if you feel like vulnerability and a reception of vulnerability is lacking in your marriage…then Call Her On It…Call Him On It…you might be pleasantly surprised how Callemonit is the boost you needed.

If you can relate to this story in any way, please leave a comment below.  I would love to hear what you have to say.  Thanks, Mark

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