In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again…

I miss you.

I’m sorry.

I’m sorry I have lost my Believe. I feel like I could almost feel it, like the arms of Believe were almost close enough to engulf me in their love but instead they were shoved away and disappeared like smoke in the wind. I feel like there is barely anything left to remind me what it was or that it even existed.

I am currently typing one handed due to little guy demanding a back scratch, now belly rub along with a night in Mama’s bed. And I love every second of it (: I find his little snores and sleepy snuggle-closer’s soothe my aching heart and remind me that I can feel love, I do feel love. Sometimes the numbness takes over and hides the good I am capable of feeling, tricking me into thinking that I am not able to love or feel love. Two seconds with these two and I am immediately reminded that love is real.

I miss you. I’m gonna snuggle in to my little bed bug and listen to his little lullaby snore and try to ride it to wonderland.

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  1. sexuallifeofawife

     /  August 12, 2012

    Little snuggles are so life affirming : )

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