Trust

 

I have lived long enough that I thought there might not be too many, if any firsts left for me in this life.

I was wrong.

My deepest, most sacred fantasies, ones I've had since I have any memory have never been revealed to anyone ever. Not to my best friends growing up. Not to my ex-husband, a man I was with for over thirty years. Not to anyone.

Until now.

Yesterday I offered to share one with Baby and he accepted. That was a milestone moment in my life. I gave him the story, written and hidden deep within my personal writing and he read it. I worried that his reaction might not be good.

I was wrong. We are truly kindred spirits and if I ever had any doubt this assuages it. I can trust him with my life.