A long journey home

It has been a busy week. It has been a long week, and my Princess has been busy. I have been busy. She has a lot on her mind. I can see it, I can feel it. There is no greater frustration for me than when I can't be near her to quiet her mind. To give her the peace that she deserves and craves. She is special and perfect in so many ways, I can't even put into words what she means to me. I know she has questions, and I know she has doubts, and those I can fix in time. But it is when she is having a bad day, when she is stressed, when she is tired, those are the times I struggle because I know if I were there, I could give her what she needs instantly. I know that when I talk to her at night, it helps. I know that when she hears my voice, and sees my face, it helps, but nothing beats holding her in my arms, stroking her hair, and having her fall asleep on my chest. Knowing, that her mind is clear, her mind is quiet, and feeling her love. Our bond is symbiotic, her peace is my peace, her quiet is my quiet, my pleasure is hers, her bubbly personality tranfers to me immediately when I am with her. I have never felt a bond so strong, I have never needed another, like I need her.