So here we are in April, 2008. Two years since starting this blog. I’m not even sure what to say. (I know, me not knowing what to say…)
So much has happened in my life these past 2 years- it’s hard to take it all in. So many firsts, friends, tears and laughs. Stories upon stories- some told here, some tucked away to maybe be told one day.
Along with the 2 year anniversary of the blog, I also celebrate the 2 year mark of my relationship with Jefferson, who has often played an integral part in the stories told here. Both directly and indirectly.
He was there when I started my 20s as a shyer, quieter girl; already secure in my sexuality, but looking to take it a step farther. And another step farther.
Oh and a few more for good measure.
It’s funny because now I feel like the baby bird who’s started to fly.
For awhile I was dependent on Jefferson to feel safe and secure exploring different sexual avenues. I held his hand tightly as he guided me through orgies, sex show, kink, and sex conventions.
He was my pioneer that would go off and explore and report back, taking me along on his next journey.
But I do well now standing on my own two feet. I navigate orgies just swell (even helping to throw one together last minute)- I survived Winter Fire mostly unscathed (mostly) with him 250 miles away and no where in sight.
Yes we’ve had our ups and downs (and my were some of them intense) but I will always (I hope at least) treasure our relationship and be thankful for how much I’ve grown because of my relationship with him.
I’m actually not terribly interested in being so retrospective and nostalgic, but I suppose it’s hard to avoid in these kinds of circumstances.
Jefferson said something really great the other week. I told him how I wished we could go back in time to the fall where we were really solid and happy (considering all the conflict we’ve been having the past few months) but that people were saying it’s not good to wish to go back when it can’t happen. But Jefferson said that when you have a good thing, you don’t necessarily have to go back, but if it’s good enough, it can carry forward. I thought that was quite touching.
So here’s to looking forward.