Sexuality Thought Leader: Beth Keil
Ten years ago, when my mother was 80 years old, she told me of the pact she and her friends had made.
When one of them dies, someone is to go to their home, check the bedside tables, and remove the toys that were there. They didn’t want their families to find their sex toys!
In September of 2023, my mom was diagnosed with stage four cancer. She was home and had aides 24/7 to help her. To be honest, I didn’t think about the pact she and her friends made. Nor would I go through my mother’s things unless invited to. Then it happened.
“To be honest, I didn’t think about the pact she and her friends made.”
Sex Toys And Dildo:
In January of 2024, my older sister and I were in town at the same time. Mom was sitting on her bed as I entered her bedroom, and my sister told me to check the dresser for anything I wanted to have. “Don’t let her see you take them” my sister said, as I started opening the middle drawer.
Confused by her comment, I slowly opened the drawer. There were some socks and assorted other things, and then I saw them – a purple pocket rocket vibrator and a gray towel wrapping something long and circular.
“Don’t let her see you as you take them out to the kitchen!” my sister said quietly but firmly.
My first impulse was to turn around and say, “Mom, I’m your dildo finder!”
Instead, I was silent. I knew my sister would have my head if I did! One of the aides who was in the room with us was already mortified. I had been set up to find and remove them. Discreetly (and sadly), I took my mom’s sex toys into the kitchen. It was there I unwrapped the towel and saw her lavender dildo.
“Yea, mom!” I said to myself.
Mom’s Life And Sexuality:
I was the only one who saw them as a celebration of my mom’s life and sexuality, and now they (and her) were being treated as something shameful. Sadly, I placed the toys into a plastic bag and threw them in the trash where my mom wouldn’t find them.
“You need to know something about my mom – she was a Virgo.”
Once they were disposed of, I asked my sister what she wanted me to do with the towel. It was, after all, a soft cotton towel, and why throw something out that could still be used?
“Throw it out!”
You need to know something about my mom – she was a Virgo.
As a Virgo, she would do any job very well, using her high standards. I knew there was no way in hell the dildo and towel weren’t clean and pristine! I also knew there was no saying this to my sister. Sadly, I tossed the towel into the trash to join her toys …
(Look for Part Two in May’s Issue)
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About the Author:
Beth Keil helps her clients change and transform their lives. She offers a special focus on helping people claim the birthright of their erotic identity and to live in the joy, intimacy, and connection it brings. Beth is a Registered Nurse, MindSet Coach, and a Board Certified Hypnotist. Through her work, she enjoys integrating all her interests, experiences, and skills to bring sensuality, sex, and the erotic into greater awareness and conversation. You can schedule a 30-minute complimentary phone consultation with Beth using the Discovery Session icon.
