red river

I am so...blessed to be with the person I find myself loving right now. I don't know any other way to describe it but "blessed", which is not a word I use often.

Let's linger over the breakfast I had this morning, since I wasn't able to linger over it in real time. Such a beautiful person across from me as I snarfed re-heated red river cereal sprinkled with brown sugar, just a little more gussied up with stale raisins...

How fucking cool is it that someone listens to me when I speak, thinks about the things I have to say and then helps me come up with a plan? I don't think I've ever been so well-supported...my mother definitely comes to mind when I say that, but her form of support has always been more in the way of getting me do it by myself...nothing like running to mummy when I have troubles eating breakfast in the morning...she raised me to be super-independent and for that I'm grateful, but I have the shortfalls as do we all...she was actually the person who did not force me into the morning meal, believing (correctly) that I could make my own choices about food.

Unfortunately, my decision-making in the breakfast regard has not evolved much since I was nine years old and I find myself often loath to wake up at a reasonable time to get the early sustenance.

Yes, life is good when there's a partner available to help with the responsible decision-making shenanigans...