It’s 11:14 pm, on a Saturday night. I’m wrapped in a fuzzy pink robe. I have two lovely candles lit and I’m tucked under a yellow floral quilt. I am doing exactly what I want to do. I am being nice to myself. I have a perfectly ripe pear, a mild brie cheese, and someContinue reading “~11:14~”
Tag Archives: Love
~Not~
Today is not my birthday. But it is the day I gave birth to a small child, fourteen years ago. I called him my angel baby from the beginning. He had such a soft and shiny way about him. Now I look at him and my heart worries. He is still soft and shines bright.Continue reading “~Not~”
~Intersection~
This is where my real relationship and my blog writings intersect. Everything I write is true. All of it. It is not, however, the entirety of my relationships. I cannot write enough to adequately represent the fullness of my life and the love that is between me and Special Man Friend. I self-edit, I pickContinue reading “~Intersection~”
~Aftermath~
Christmas afternoon I wandered around surveying the damage, taking a few pictures. The ham dinner was done, the presents unwrapped. Children lounged here and there, and all I wanted was a nap. My youngest had burned her arm on a hot cookie sheet, and I had forgotten to put the candy canes on the treeContinue reading “~Aftermath~”
~Give~
This evening, as I was sitting staring at a blank computer screen, idly considering whether to write about my recent anti-poly state of mind, or my excitement about my New Year’s resolution list, the doorbell rang. It was just before nine pm, and I had just put my youngest two to bed. They ran pastContinue reading “~Give~”
~Inspiration~
I’m having technical issues. Creativity issues. Inspiration issues. I wanted to do a pictorial. It’s not something I do, or rather, have ever done. I always enjoy pictures in other blogs, they seem to add a taste of reality to the people I like reading about. Without boring you with the details, please enjoy thisContinue reading “~Inspiration~”
~Being~
Special Man came and took me for a drive Saturday night. I knew he was coming over and I had mixed feelings about it, because my head was not in a good place. Poly is hard. Some days I daydream about returning to a monogamous mindset and how much easier that might be. Sometimes IContinue reading “~Being~”
~Much~
I should be asleep. The house is dreadfully quiet. The children have gone to my mother’s for a Thanksgiving meal, and I have been left alone to sleep. I got home from work this morning at 8am, and I’ll leave for another shift a little after 6pm. But I can’t sleep. I’ve had an amazingContinue reading “~Much~”
~Polite~
Oh my. CC’s parents are here in town for Thanksgiving. CC’s siblings are coming tomorrow, they are planning a big dinner with both turkey and lamb, and they are spending most of this week doing family things. I’m not exactly sure what spurred CC and Special Man to decide that this would be a goodContinue reading “~Polite~”
~Swing~
Over the weekend, Special Man and I were in a Dollar Store picking up party supplies, for a “Day of the Dead” themed event I hosted in my home on Saturday night. I’m not sure how we got on the subject of compersion, of all things, as we walked down the medicine aisle, but heContinue reading “~Swing~”