And a day late….
We’ve been through so much, it seem like longer than 3 years.
We still celebrate every Tuesday but on the year I reflect back on some of the ways I used to have. I wonder if you do the same? Not saying that you were a sad girl with her wine, but have you changed…
For the first time ever, I’m ok with me. Things could be better, but inside I’m alright.
I miss you, but I know you are under so much stress with family and your health. So I will wait. We are talking now and it’s just going to be a waiting game to see if our next visit is possible. It’s not easy, but it’s what you do for those you care deeply about.
In the spirit of waiting, I’ve been edging. Thought you would like that. Physically I’ve noticed a change. I’m just not as wet as I used to be and that’s ok too. I know it’s from the surgery and won’t change. Luckily there’s lube.
Still holding your hand. Happy anniversary.
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