So, you see I’m trying to be more “in the moment” rather than the cautious self-doubter I usually am. And it’s working.
JB and I have had sex three times (THREE TIMES!) since we got back from New Orleans last week. That’s a modern record for us. Of course, when we met, three times would have been a slow day, but that was a long time ago. We are OLD so three times in a week is pretty good.
When we decided to stay together, I decided to leave the past in the past. It wasn’t easy at first, because I had made such a bad habit of living in the past, but now that I am getting used to it, I think it’s gonna work. It won’t always be perfect, but it shouldn’t be.
We sometimes need a reminder to let us know that we are still alive and sometimes those reminders are painful but sometimes they can be pure joy.