You should…
start a blog, He said.
Sure, like many others, I’ve thought about doing so. I used to write; I used to write constantly. You could say I lived in my journals, bound notebooks, for years. Those journals kept me relatively sane for many years – they took me through relationships, a disastrous marriage, beginning the “lifestyle”, and eventually finding my Master / best friend / future husband. I stopped writing about a year and a half ago. Finally truly happy, I didn’t feel I “needed” it any longer.
That need, however, has been slowly, yet insistently, creeping back.
Master left to work for awhile this morning, and I decided that today is the day to begin. Time alone, a glass of wine in my favorite watering hole, my Ipod, and my Vaio.
Who am I? I am a 41 year old (eek…41) woman living in Southeastern Wisconsin. I live with my Master in a beautiful condo overloking Lake Michigan. I try to remember each day how lucky we are; a beautiful home, a strong and intensely happy relationship, numerous wonderful friends, well-paying jobs that we usually enjoy, and two old felines to share our lives with.
Master informed me this morning that he finally found an acceptable collar for me. He ordered it as I slept in this morning, and I cannot wait to feel him put it around my neck. That collar will be every bit as important to me as my engagement ring….the meaning just as deep. I have never loved anyone in my life as I love Him.
So welcome to my world; my small yet incredibly full life.
