Tonight was a looking up night. Not spectacular in its events but bright in the seeing of things. Kisses surpassed anxiety; kissing because of desire, not withdrawn due to fear of failed intimacy. Food was just food, not counted, but enjoyed and discussed with my chef/foodie wife.
Tonight was a night appreciated, where things weren’t perfect by any means (the anxieties were still there about sex dates, intimacy and food), but I am glad tonight happened. I looked up and got lost it in and enjoyed the minutes.
If tonight was my last night, I lived it in gratitude and appreciation. I lived it loving the one I love. I lived it looking up.
There was no recognition by us that today is six years to the day after we officially started; and yet, it was a gift of gratitude and appreciation from it.