Perfection

Last night was perfection and, though I am not sure that I realized it myself, what I had been craving these last two months.

Simple – dinner face to face across a table. He did dishes ??and I made the bed. After dinner bath. Intimacy. A solid nights sleep.

Nothing to question. All my anger dissapated.

Oh. This is all I needed.

But, of course, I had to be open to it as well. I am not sure I have been.

More on the journey later.