Some people had trouble with accessing my original post, so here it is again.
Well, we made it... Happy New Year beautiful peeps!
My favorite therapist used to say that until we learn the intended life lessons, the tests will keep coming around and showing up. Sometimes we’re tested in the same way or sometimes differently, but the same lessons keep coming until we learn them.
Sometimes, I close my eyes and imagine a life where you, my beautiful lover, come home around 6. Dinner is ready or almost and you greet me in the kitchen. I’m happy to see you and you’re happy to see me.
I think I hopped up on my soapbox last night and you might think I’m looking for the perfect robot, not a human. I can say this...
The words curiosity, enlightenment, thought, and kindness kept vibrating in my brain so I figured I would spend some time exploring why.
Gabriella, Gab or Gabby to her closest friends, pulled out the chair in front of her espresso-colored oak desk. She placed a piping hot cup of coffee down on the coaster next to her keyboard and sat. Her eyes trailed across the contents of the neatly organized L-shaped surface, and she smiled. Her beautiful full lips curling upward in satisfaction. She had just returned from an amazing week with Anthony, and he had given her a beautiful pair of Kate Spade sunglasses as a goodbye gift. She loved being his part-time girlfriend.
WARNING: This post contains graphic nudity, so 18+ only please.
As I've made quite a few new friends on Facebook and other online spaces, the request to see my face often comes up-- not as much as requests for other parts of my body but certainly often enough.
Night one without you, the pain was so raw -- a million short breaths, shallow breathing through a straw.