Happy two years of knowing each other.I doubt it is a big deal to Him—nor does it need be. His
Happy two years of knowing each other.I doubt it is a big deal to Him—nor does it need be. His life has far more important things to attend or celebrate. If the day comes and our being together more significant, it will matter a bit, I won’t lie.Dating (or whatever we’re calling this: long distance, intermittent visits, talking about a possible future together) anniversaries are for women. I’m not sure why, they just are.For me, it is a measure of my not running. Not running from a couple things, primarily myself, and trust. It goes against grain to trust on this level, formerly unexplored—and I do not mean just the D/s. Trusting Him, trusting what He tells me, the pictures He paints of U/us; cautiously but with friendship and humor, allowing Him bits of access and welcome into my life.I sent Him a gift. Today, part of me wishes I had not been so forward, but it was spur of the moment and seemed like a cool thing to do.No worries. Less doubts (I’m working toward “no doubts”.) Happy Two.-SmartSurrender -- source link