Right now...

The road to submission/slavery takes many different curves. Everyone follows their own way and ends up in the place that suits them and those to whom they belong and serve. Along the way, changes happen and growth comes and life brings its own lessons. Through the years that I've done this, I've struggled and hurt and soared and despaired; thought I knew it all and figured I'd never get it figured out at all...

Right now I am involved and consumed in changing ice packs. In helping with physical therapy twice a day. In assisting with showering and middle of the night toileting. In figuring out how the in blazes one puts those blasted compression stockings on without causing even more pain. In keeping track of medications. In helping to manage all the many little day to day tasks that negotiating life with a walker makes almost impossible. I rub His head and scratch His feet with His beloved knives and soothe Him when He is tired and frustrated.

Submission, for now, is expressing itself in a sense of calm, a sense of peace, an intent focus on the work that needs to be done for my Master's well-being and healing. I am aware of the banking of my sexual drives at this moment, even as His are in abeyance -- there will be time for us to find that place again together, but that time is not now. Now, I am feeling easy and sweet and simply here in the rhythm of these days, working to bring Him to wellness and strength.

Not sexy reading I know... But here is my heart this day.

swan

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