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| Was only two months from the collaring until His illness. the day He returned... will never forget. i turned on my computer and was a pm mile long telling where He had been and why. i laughed, i cried, and immediately i pmed yummy...and just as i did she pmed me.....both our pms begain with the same line...omg..omg..He is back!!! Hes back!! (smiles wiping a tear) She told me He was in the room, looking for me and immediatly i flew thru the door and into His arms...laughing..crying, hugging holding pouncing...stepping back looking to see it was truly Him and hugging again. Strict Doms gentle subs..it was our home and He knew He could find me there waiting. The next 4 months were long, He was not here often but when He could He came on..left pms and mesages. He always said was going to beat this..made plans to buy a motorcycle and ride with His son. To see His new grandson and teach them. He wanted the seriousness of His illness kept from many. He was a proud man, and one of little drama He knew i needed to share though and was aware He taught me so much in so short a time. I will never forget the lessons. He gave me a self confidence i strive daily to hang onto. If He was Your freind, He was Your freind always. He told me once time here is to short to be cruel to others, do not have to love them, do not have to respect them, but do treat them kindly as you would want to be. drama was something He avoided felt life was to short for arguments and bad feelings between people. His profile read Dont let them get under Your nails...they win. My Master, You brought me something i will never find again. i gave You my heart, my soul, my mind, and in return got so much more. So many lessons were to be learned that W/we never got to...so many things left unsaid. | |||||||||||
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| Walking to His chair and placing a white rose on the seat..whispering soflty....for You Sir the petals soft, new, fresh, just opening as i was when we met....the stem Sir... long and strong able to hold the flower up for all to see its beauty and keep it strong in the worst of storms....as You did for me. Thank You Sir for being my stem....making me feel like a rose that is waitng to bloom...thank You for being my food, my water, my strength sent through the stem to feed and nourish. with all You have given me Sir this one will continue to bloom and grow towards the sun . bowing once more before turning and walking away..head held high tears streaming down her cheeks knowing He is at peace....the peace He wished all with every conversations end. | |||||||||||
| i believe that when someone leaves us there is a sign if we are willing to look letting us know they are ok. He is gone and i look around and wonder will He send me something to put my heart at ease. and there it was .for first time in thousands of years mars will be here for all to see big,strong powerful taking its place in the heavens second only to the moon and there will be Nomad taking His place in the Heavens for all to see...strong, powerful, quietly taking His place and letting me know He is still here..still strong..still watching over me. | |||||||||||
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