Thoughts along my way

Things I'm thankful for....

           I made a new friend yesterday and female friend at that. 

           My daughter turned 23 today and I'm grateful for every year of her life.

            The beautiful day, today and time to go to the park and enjoy it.

            The time spent talking with Him last night, learning about His grandmother's bakery and playing a little poker (even though I lost).

           Feeling cute today (somedays I don't)

           I got 5 hours of sleep last night!!

           Being Me! Wow, just realized,  today I like being me and I'm thankful for who I am.       

   Sitting here in my car, in the grocery store parking lot and a thought occurred to me. Life is an endless progression of choices. I just spent nearly an hour shopping for the ingredients for dinner tonight. Picking out the right apples for a crisp I'm making, the right cuts of meat for the best value and quality for the roast and freshest vegetables. 

     If, without thinking twice, I can spend an hour picking ingredients for a single meal. Why do I always feel in such a rush when it comes to making the big decisions???

 I was speaking with Him last night, as is usual when He made the statement "A Dom, to his submissive is like a coat."

I asked Him to further explain and so He did, saying...

"It makes her feel warm, it covers her completely, looks good, makes her feel good, protects her yet she is still able to move around, each time she moves, she feels the coat keeping her warm and protecting her".

"And a submissive to her Dom?" I asked.

"What am I to you?" And He answered, leaving me breathless .

"A submissive is to her Dom? She is able to get him to open his heart from her submission. Allows his passion to come out into her from her allowing him to use her. She makes him vulnerable in bed, giving into the pleasure she gives him by his dominance. In his moment of weakness, being completely exposed after sex, she covers him with her body to protect him. Her surrender is her greatest strength. Her obedience, the greatest gift. His protection, the greatest act of love."

I wonder that I am breathing yet....

In verse unwritten and song unsung

I've kept my love for you

But no longer may these feelings hide

Without their breaking through .

The moisture of unnumbered tears

The mourning heard by open ears

The anxiety of all man's fears

Lies deep within my heart.

Heartache too many times I've felt

With pain and grief I've often dealt

In sorrows shrine I've always knelt 

Cruel love tears me apart.

But you have made the pain subside

You've chased the fear from deep inside

In you I know I can confide

Of me, you are a part.

I long to share with you my life

In times of prosper and of strife,

You are the scabbard, I am the knife

I give to you my heart, my life.