I woke up at home this morning, next to my husband. As I listened to the birds chirping away outside, I realized that I have woken up to the same birds every summer for nearly my entire life. Next year, I won't.
He got the job.
Now, we are both a bit leery about everything as it is just a verbal agreement at the moment, and sometimes things change or slip away right under your nose. But...They offered him the position. So we are trying to plan and still remain aware of the fact that nothing is set in stone yet (or paper, as the case may be).
Did I mention that I woke up at home this morning, next to an absolutely amazing man who proceeded to roll over and go straight back to sleep after cumming all over me? Not only that, I will also wake up in my bed tomorrow too!
Had to leave my eldest on grandma duty, and I go back tomorrow, but I will take whatever I can get.
Being with Alpha has been...Amazing. We have never spent this much time apart, and accepting the fact that this is the way our whole year is going to be, in one way or another, is rather painful.
He really is my "fix"...
We agreed that my book needs a temporary change and some rules and rituals need to be adapted to accommodate our distance. I'm floundering bad, and we both know that I need to feel his control to make it through the rest of the year with my sanity intact.
As much as I hate the physical distance between us, and the fact that we will probably be spending quite a lot of time in different states for a while, I do wonder if perhaps this has been good for my submission. I mean, there's no doubt that it hasn't been good for me overall, but I have no desire to fight against him.
I know and accept that being his slave is who I was meant to be, what brings me the most fulfillment in life, that it is what makes us both truly happy. And for once, I find myself feeling totally at peace with that.
So yea...I'm home for the moment, and chances are that whenever I do get to come home and stay, he'll be leaving. But for this day, we are together.