so we were raised as cradle christians to say grace before gobbling our meals. and yesterday evening i understood it a little better having a home-cooked meal at her place. the meal as you can see was prepped with TLC and such attention to details, namely my fastidious dietary constraints.
as i relished the flavours of what was an apparently simple but probably complex meal to prepare, i said a little prayer in my heart of thanks. not just for what was wonderfully laid before my greedy little self, but the one who was sent to me to fill my heart and tum with such grace, mercy and love. she is indeed everything i've prayed for my entire life. she's my partner, lover, friend, sister, angel. sometimes these words just seem trite but i can only describe the deeply grounded sense of comfort and peace she embraces me with with a simple expression of mmmmmmmlllllllloooovvvvve.haha and yes she makes me feel all 12 again, in such a good good way.
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