and...

QUIET MOMENTS

One of the things we did Tuesday was go for a drive. It was overcast
and sprinkling rain, but I didn't care. Which you know is so not me - I
whine when the temperature drops below 75 and the sun isn't shining -
but I enjoyed the time with you, talking, laughing and sometimes just
riding. It amazes me the amount of time that week that we spent
together not talking, just comfortable in each other's company. That's rare,
I think.

Another day, another drive - a beautiful afternoon with the top down.
You drove around, we mostly didn't talk...and it was so calm, so
peaceful, so nice. I felt no sense of urgency, no thought that you'd rather
be doing something else. We were in tune.

So often we'd just be sitting or lying down...and I'd realize that I'd
never felt such a sense of rightness within myself. You gave me that
gift milord. I can never thank you enough...but I'll certainly try!

When we were out, walking around, I felt so safe and protected and
cared for, milord. That was a totally new feeling for me. I liked it.
Actually, I adored it. Holding my hand, placing me on your far side when
others would pass too close...I felt treasured.