I had a loss in my family recently. It was unexpected, extremely sad, and well before time.
I've traveled, attended a visitation and funeral, spent time crying, laughing, praying, thinking. Spent glorious time with family. Oh, I do love my family. They bring me comfort and strength. My siblings are nourishing to me. They've got my back, always. We are a solid unit when we are together. We are sarcastic, quick whited, no-holes barred, give each other tons of shit, but we're tight!
At the same time, Sir has been away on business. I've not done death and sadness and major emotional overloads without Sir. I feel his absence to the core of my being. I miss him intensely. I don't simply miss his dominance, though I certainly do miss that. I don't simply miss the sex, though I could use that connection, that excitement, that exertion, those orgasms! I don't simply miss talking to him and hugging him and snuggling with him, though that is seriously leaving a gap that is widening in my soul. I miss him, I miss US, I miss......
I have had a loss and am at a loss.
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I hope to be back to my regularly scheduled
maybe next week.