Distance makes the heart grow fonder....

(http://www.carlheilman.com)
Its sometimes the space between that draws us closer.....

Ah, what a glorious saturday morning...my kids are eating breakfast, my birds are singing and speaking on their perches, my cats are lazing around, my dog is laying in the sunspot in on the kitchen floor, and i am enjoying a nice cup of organic, shade grown coffee while I speak to you.

For a saturday, one person is conspicuously absent, and that would be my hubby...and thats really a wonderful thing. See, he is traveling to see his dear friend and have a weekend away from us lovely folk...and i think thats wicked awesome. Last week I went away and spent 5 days in the fold of my wonderful friends doing silly stuff and enjoying just being ME...and now this weekend Poppi is out doing the same thing...being HIMself--with no demands of family, no demands of coupledom, no demands other than to have fun and kick back and enjoy.

I have been with Poppi for 25 years...and from the start he knew who I was--a freedom seeker--a roadtripper--a traveler....and he, a road dog, motorcycle child, lover of the road, understood who i was...and since the beginning we have enjoyed time together, but also our sacred time apart...it has balanced us--reminded us what it felt like to be solitary...and while we relish in that feeling for a short while a few times a year--or whenever WE need to feel that feeling--it still creates this amazing JOY in knowing that while we are solitary physical beings--we are bound together on the soul level...we can travel away from each other, enjoying that solitude and silence of the heart while we engage in other activities, always knowing the road home...

Many people I have encountered in my life have questioned our need for separation on a pretty regular basis...and while i appreciate that they have the lives they have and that is their path--i have looked on their constant connection and felt strangled by it--felt drowned in that constant USness with so much of a lack of MEness....There was a brief period in my life--after i had my first baby when i thought, its time to put away MEness and focus on building this FAMily....it felt selfish to me at that point to want time alone--to want to put myself and my needs above that of my growing family--ofcourse--those thoughts, that FELT BAD to me were only the echos of millions upon millions of women who had come before me and told me that this is what women do...they drop their very being in order to nurture the beings of others...it was at that time--that my freedom seeking being rebelled, and i got so sick that i couldnt do anything else BUT focus on my own needs...

when i finally recovered...i vowed, with the complete acceptance of my Poppi--who never EVER wanted me to subjugate myself to family--that i would always be free to leave...for what ever reason, for how ever long--and so would he....and that freedom...is what has always kept me here....there is no chain on the bed....and what a joy that is...

And so...i sit here--enjoying my silence, my empty bed, sleeping with my cats for ONCE in a blue moon--and enjoying the savory, sexy, lovely feeling of missing my man...while being singly, soley a woman alone....:)

Rock it my friends!