It has been another formidable year. Hard to believe it has been so long since the last post. I used to cling to the vessel.
When I was younger I felt as though I had to give my emotions an outlet, to bleed or breathe them out. Since losing my Dad I want to deal with emotions as little as possible sometimes. I don't want to document memories than I can never make again.
Jeff's love keeps me on track. Marriage has a comforting lull of blessings, familiarity and knowing.
Knowing to me is sexy. Knowing who is he is and knowing we feel the way we do because we see the real selves inside.