No, I am not using excuses. I am respecting wishes. A woman comes first. She decides. If the signs are GO, then go, but I want to walk in bowing, on my knee, in service to the responsibility. I think of my widowed mother when I think of love. I think of what she went through. You don’t play no game. You treat her like you don’t matter. You give. You give because that’s the secret. Women throw light on that.