The Value of a Woman Explained by a Man

My friend Jaxx, an actor and screenwriter in Los Angeles wrote the following in his upcoming book, Love and Pain in the Pouring Rain: The Jaxx Poetics. Being a very giving person, he allowed me to share it with you. Thank you, Jaxx, for knowing and penning a woman’s true value!

A Woman’s Worth

I mean, when you find that one woman in your life that meets and exceeds all expectations, what's she worth to you? And I don't mean in the dollars and cents of how much you can give her, but what is this woman's value in your life? I suppose it also begs the question if you've ever had a woman like that in your life? What does that feel like? What is it about the experience that stands out from every other woman you've ever laid hands on in your life?

But what is she worth to you? What place of value does she hold in your heart, in your life?

When a woman gives all of herself to you, places all of her trust and love in you and you alone, what does that mean to you? How do you value you it? How do you value her? And, if she gives you all of that, what kind of a King will you be to her?

I know I’m asking a whole lot of questions today...but think about it. When we give in to Love, we submit, too. We become servants to that feeling, to that expression she brings out in us. So even when she surrenders her all, we surrender everything that we are to acknowledge that love and return it two-fold. And, if our hearts are so moved, we desire to be her end all, be all of Love, the captain trusted to steer the course of her joy and fulfillment for the rest of her days. For the sake of her smile, her laugh, her joy, we submit. For everything that she is and that she will be, we submit to raising her above all other women as ours, as though she were one with our very flesh.

So what is a woman's worth?
The very air we breathe?
All the money we have?
All of our possessions, now and those to come?

I say, she is worth every pain you suffer, every trouble you encounter, every voice that raises against you, every heart that cries against you, every man who would plunder from you, every bruise your heart feels, every ache without her in your arms, every day you curse yourself for not finding her sooner than you did.

And, she is worth every second and every breath you have to remind her
how much you love her, cherish her, adore her and would rather die than bring her pain. Not as your PROPERTY, but as your PROPER MATE, molded and fashioned from love for love to be loved...always.

So what is a woman worth to you?

And, are you worthy of a woman?