021Have I been missed…?

This last weekend was another one of our unusual and "worth blogging" weekends. As written below by Ms. Kulit, we spent the weekend in bed. No fancy or kinky thoughts, dear readers. It was a rest period for my baby because of her injury. But we were able to sneak in a little bit of loving; we can never be so docile being hot blooded creatures that we are!

And we indeed planned for a hot weekend. I was supposed to give her a prize for finding the Season 3 eps of L Word! Kudos to my gf's browsing skillz! She'll get her prize once she gets back on her feet, literally. What prize, you ask. Just wait 'til she notes it in this blog.

Escape…maybe I give her that. Intentionally or not, I want her to forget, even for a while, about her worries or her house chores. I don't want it to sound like my gf's a Cinderella living with her wicked stepmother and stepsisters but she has a little bit of the sentiments of a Cinderella. Whenever she complains, I'd tell her to move in with me. But it wouldn't be for the right reason, she says. Which is true enough, I don't want her to escape that part of her life. I want her to brave it through with a dignity of a woman. The best that I can do is to let her be free when she's with me.

I took care of my Baby over the weekend. I had to take her to my place so she could rest. It feels so good to have your partner sleep soundly in your arms and wake to see her first smile. Knowing that that smile is for me and for the love I bring her. It felt good to have her reach out to me at dawn when the pain in her foot was killing her. These are some of the priceless memories I'll have of her.

We don't know for how long we'll be together but we pray for it to be for long. And in the days that I spend with her and even when we're not together, I want her to feel loved in the little ways that I can. I feel joy and happiness taking care of her, showing her things she dared not see alone. Loving is best experienced when you share a life. And it's been seven wonderful months of sharing and experiencing the life of Kulit and Dadje.

And we thought we wouldn't reach seven months. If you've been keeping post of this blog, you would have read about the little misunderstanding we had when I asked her to sing for me. That caused a lot of discussions, of text messages zapped from my office to her office and silent tears flowing. We were able to get out of it after a few days. And yes, I don't give up easily. Kulit said that as long as we have something worth going we wouldn't give up.

I told Kulit once that I don't want her to grow dependent on me although I spoil her in every way that I can. And what she wrote below made me smile, that I set her up for the day and that she can take whatever life throws at her. I want her to be a brave soul. There are still some things I have to know about my partner but I sense that she has done much taking and hiding from the world. It's time for her to make her journey and leave her mark in the path of life. I want her to be ready for that. And I know she will.