Good morning, my prince!

I hope the morning finds you rested and refreshed. I am sorry you were SO tired when we last met. It was SO good to have a few stolen moments with you. Those moments are SO precious to me, love. Even if they are few. Just to hear your voice…or to be held in your arms…for even a few minutes… is SOOOO precious to me!  I know you always feel bad when you have to cut our time short…and when I think…that you were staying up all that time….really exhausted, while I slept…and then woke up and ate…just so you could meet with me for a few minutes!……WOW. It means a lot to me, baby.

Thank you SO much for taking my call earlier and comforting my trembling soul. I tried so hard NOT to call you, but I just could not seem to stop shaking…and I needed you to tell me it would be ok. I just needed to hear your voice and to know that it was alright…and of course…it was. I hate it when I get like that. It seems like just when I really start to make some progress and do well…something will surprise me like that and make me doubt it all!

I am SO grateful to have you love. I don’t know what I would EVER do without you. I don’t know how I would have made it through all of this had I not had your tender voice and strong arms to comfort me. I hate to put a strain on you…I know that you have PLENTY to handle without all my silliness…but…I sometimes need your strength…and do not seem to be able to handle certain things on my own quite yet. I hope that some day it will not be so difficult…and I will not feel so insecure and uncertain. I HATE it when I feel like that. I don’t LIKE not having control over myself…and when I start trembling like that…I don’t seem to be able to stop. I guess I just need you to “talk me down”…:)

But even though it was a scary moment for me…I hope you could tell from our conversation earlier…that I really DO know who I am. At least I am REMEMBERING it! I know we joke around a lot about who and what I am…but don’t ever be fooled into thinking that just because I allow myself and WANT to be submitted to you…that I don’t have a very clear cut idea of who I am. Some parts are more clear than others…and a few…I am remembering…and a few…I am discovering…but I KNOW it….and am proud of it. For a while it was as though I had forgotten that part of me…and so assumed it no longer existed. But perhaps those parts of me were just put in safe keeping…for such a time as this, love. When they could be appreciated, loved, nurtured and protected.

Thank you, love for all you are to me…and especially for being my rock. It is a role you play well, but I know better than most the kind of toll it can take on “us” and I could not help but wonder if some of your exhaustion was contributed to that. I promise I will TRY not to ask it of you too often, love. After all….I would prefer you to expend your energies in other ways…:))

Forever…your personal…:)…slave…D