Today, K added a little something extra into the mix: the mix before we got out of bed, so details aren't forthcoming. But what he added was something I had just recognized I was craving about two days ago. I hadn't said anything about this particular desire...and it was a kind of minor thing...but I'm going to wear a happy face today because he seemed to innately just know my need.
Mr. Frenulum and I have discussed certain responsibilities in one kind of relationship. K seems to be meeting some of those responsibilities even though we have not had a deep, detailed conversation about them or the way we are together.
We are only three months into the relationship and I find it important to still go slowly with sharing our stories. Likewise, I think it appropriate to go slowly with diving into this aspect of our relationship. I care enough about K that I don't want to scare him away; yet he does keep taking things up a step every now and then...sometimes little steps, sometimes regular sized steps. Is a giant step forward scary? It is for me when contemplating taking his hand and leaping forward.
So now I'm off to ponder why being true to myself is scary.
PS. I heard recently my loyal readership might actually be up to three! Shout out to SnS!
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ETA: The giant step forward that is contemplated above is not the "final" step. It's more the idea of getting into further specifics of what I am seeking. The giant step actually requires a multitude of small steps...so please don't think I'm jumping off the deep end just yet.
You have your list. You know what's possible. You know what you deserve. The time will come.
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