So as with everything in life things do change,  no more searching no more BS, no more drama, profile is going to be updated as of tomorrow,  for those of you who want to reach me via another platform  till the new profile is approved let me know and I'll send ya a new way to contact me, otherwise best of luck to you all.  If you are a part of my past, there is a reason for it,  and there is a reason you will remain a part of my past.  Life is to short for drama and headaches, and to be honest I'm getting to damn old to deal with the BS anymore.

Wow, how things seem to go from perfect to not so perfect.  When a person has a family emergency that has nothing to do with the lifestyle and is completely ghosted after sending more than on email to inform the other party of what is going on and then nothing, not a simple "it's ok, I'll be here when your ready" or a simple "let me know if you need anything or if there is anything I can do". Or anything remotely like either of those two statements, no compassion no hint of worry or caring it makes me wonder why I even try anymore.   I guess silence these days is becoming the norm.   I'm so flipping over the head games.  It's situations like this that turn me completely off from even considering to keep trying.  I'm just so completely done.  A persons word used to mean something, but now. I have no faith in any of it.   
I'm just so completely done.

So as fate would have it my intuition was right just i thougt and hoped.  My world has indeed been turned completely upside down and in the most amazing way possible,  Sir has completely wrapped me around His little finger, i would literally do anything for Him, without question or hesitation,  He is constant toy in my thoughts, be it in my dreams while i sleep or in my thoughts as i go about my day.  When He is silent it is like i'm lost, when He speaks He holds my attention so easily,  it's so natural.  The longing i feel, the way my body aches for His touch,  to Please Him is my only wish.  How i need this Man to make me complete, to make me feel whole again.  It's no longer a want, it's a need, a constant ache....  a sweet torment that i hope never ends......

Is it luck, fate or destiny.  Or is it to good to be true.  Is it real, yes.  Something tells me my world is about to be turned upside down and in a very good way.

So today marks the big 48.  Everyone asks me if it bothers me turning another year older.

In say no. Not at all.

Age is only a number it does not define who I am.  In my opinion it merely adds another year of learnimg and loving life.

Another year of embracing my lifestyle choice. I could never dream of going back to a vanilla life. Not unless I wanted to be miserable. Beimg a slave is who and what I am.  Women who chose this lifestyle or most women at least believe they need to hide who and what they are.  I can't.  I  do not have that ability. Being a slave is the most amazing thing i could ever have the pleasure of knowing. And to be strong enough and faithful enough to myself gives me the ability to live it 24/7.  Not just behind closed doors but also in the real world.  I'm not ashamed of who or what I am.  Being a slave is a beautiful thing.