Once again, my story:
I’ve mentioned before on FR how my mother sat this farm boy down the evening of my 16th birthday (before I left for town to see my friends, and cruise), and had a one to one talk. Her speech to me was riveting, her eyes locked on to me, as though this was a life or death message. (I knew my parents marriage was not strong. Dad was a Gregory Peck lookalike, and was pursued by various women. Their marriage failed 7 yrs after that speech).
Her love and concern for her children was immeasurable. I was a late bloomer, and when I finally physically matured, getting dates with very attractive girls was easy. Saying no was quite difficult, but I simply wasn’t going to give in to a girl I wasn’t in love with. A few girls dumped me for that reason.
Every guy should have a mom like I had. In that talk to me, she stressed that I respect myself AND the young lady I’m with. To not let myself get talked into something I would regret later. She was VERY emphatic that I not take advantage of a girl, saying if she found out I did, she would slap me HARD!
Then at 23 I was rewarded with a 21 yr old virgin, who made me wait until wedding night 11 months later. We both awkwardly started learning about sex that night, and 44 yrs later (Aug 12th) we still smile about our joint learning experience. The way God intended it to be.
You, and your bride, have my deepest respect.
I did not wait for marriage, in fact I lost my virginity rather young. BUT, my motto until finally marrying and us deciding to start a family was “wrap it, tie it in a knot, or totally keep it in your pocket”.
My morality in my youth might be questioned, but my sense of responsibility absolutely can’t be. Not like I was a player or anything either.
People that fail to take responsibility for their actions is what has led to the perilous state this Nation finds itself in. That, along with a total abandonment of any sense of morality by the population at large has us on the brink of disaster.