Say Yes to You

Today's topic on the Momalom 5 for 10 Challenge is Yes!


 Yes to a few extra minutes in the shower.

Yes to a second helping of dessert.

Yes to sleeping in on Saturdays.

Yes to those cute pair of earrings you saw in the window.

Yes to crying on someone's shoulder.

Yes to the free sample at the supermarket.

Yes to a hug.

Yes to eating on the patio.

Yes to turning off the computer for a whole day.

Yes to putting unwashed hair into a bun and calling it styled.

Yes to The Bachelorette.

Yes to letting him think about dinner.

Yes to letting the dog jump all over you.

Yes to wide leg jeans.

Yes to an extra chapter before bed.

Yes to daydreaming.

Yes to singing out loud in traffic.

Yes to Lady Gaga.  And other top 40 favourites.

Yes to Starbucks in the afternoon.

Yes to laying down sod over the shrubs and flower beds.

Yes to a blog post that makes you nervous to post...

Yes to sometimes saying no.

Written with love,
Lenore

Into the Deep

 

I’m taking part in Momalom’s Five for Ten Challenge (although a little late in the game!).  Today’s theme is lust.

What do you lust for?

Is it sexual?  It is material (hello gorgeous shoes!)?  It is time just for yourself?  Or on the flip side, time with someone else?

The thing I lust over is that which I am most afraid.  Depth.  Connection.  Vulnerability.

I long to know you.  To have deep, layered conversations about the meaning of life, rather than the weather.  I suck at idle chit chat.  I’m terrible in group settings.  I flail without the one on one.

But I often stay silent, for fear of the possibility of rejection or perhaps…raw emotion.  I want it and I push it away.  I crave it and I despise it.

Because it commits you.  Once you are in, you’re in.  You have it from someone else and you have to show and tell and share in return.

J has started to crack the surface.  I am learning to trust.  I am starting to share.  But the fear lingers.

Why?  Many of us have loved and lost.  From friends to lovers to broken families.  Some seem to pick up the pieces and put it all together so easily.  Others build shields and kneepads and retaining walls around their hearts.

Every day I go deeper.  Age brings confidence, which brings less fear.  One day I will get there.

What do you lust for?

Written with love,
Lenore