The sound of the ocean calms me. • In the moments when I’m looking out toward where the water meets the sky, I feel that it’s ok to not have it all figured out because the ocean is too big to feel we can ever conquer it —and so it is about life.
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.
Tonight, I looked at my husband across the dinner table and saw his tired eyes and face. I was so filled with love and admiration because everything he does is for us, his family.
My journey to polyamory in my married life began like most people who I’ve chatted with about it: my husband and I lost the intimacy and connection we used to have.
Writing is therapy. Get the words and thoughts out of your head and onto the screen or paper. Breathe.