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Pleasures

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First kisses
Perfectly cooked crispy bacon
Being brought coffee in bed
My kitty, purring
The scent of freshly cut grass without the noise of the mower/blower
Twittering finches
Babbling brooks
The warmth of the sun on my back
The air when I drive by the cookie factory
Fresh rain on dusty blacktop
Crescent moons on clear, chilly nights
Spooning in the dawn hours
The sound of my pencil on paper
Nutella, spooned straight from the jar
Crackling fires in Autumn
Being loved – despite all my faults
7 am Saturday morning – when I realize I have hours more to sleep
A new haircut
Holding hands
Spaetzle, fried crisp in butter
Nonsensical conversations in bed
Lindor Milk Chocolate Truffles
Napping to the sound of the washing machine
The very last center bite of buttery cinnamon sugar toast
Watering the backyard, barefoot, on a warm summer evening
Wind chimes in a gentle breeze
Sun-warmed tomatoes, straight from the vine

Look Now

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“Things sparkle, fizz, bubble, flash, subside, ignite, combust, sputter, fizzle, burst,…It just depends when you are looking I guess.” – planetross

I felt guilty after writing my last post; felt like I wasn’t thankful for the good stuff. Actually, what I was thinking was, “How would this make him feel if he read it?  Is this a good portrayal of my overarching feelings about our relationship?”  The answer is “No”.  Overall, I’m happy with us – very happy.  We just had a slow night – or maybe even a slow week.  Ross is right – it just depends on when you’re looking.

There’s a certain moment, usually very late at night – or during our early morning snuggling, when I look at his face and his eyes look so clear, blue and guileless; when the lines on his face seem to soften and his freckles multiply – and I am consumed with love for this man.

This is what I would want him to read.