Posted by hunny_Beez on Sat 1 May 04, 9:54 PM to hunny_Beez's blog.
Like so many others there are many moments i would like to bottle.
The first ones to pop to mind were giving birth to my kids.
Then the day Master collared me, we were alone in an empty house the collar was a cheap dog collar, there was no party, no one to share our moment, but to us it was very special. I may write a blog about that one day.
Master proposing to me.
Sitting with mum, while dad had his heart by-pass, lots of complications over the op as dad is diabetic. This was a hard time for the whole family but it was me that dad had asked to sort out his affairs before the op, i had spent time going over what was to be done if he did not make it through. The moment i would bottle would be as i looked out of the waiting room, i saw dad getting wheeled past, he was asleep, funny to see him without his glasses, but he looked so relaxed. i knew he had made it.
I was in London in a hotel; Master was working giving a training course. I was waiting for my results for my degree. Our lecturers were going to e-mail us all with our results as soon as they were confirmed. The day came, and it was the one-day that the hotel Internet connection failed. I was in a hotel, waiting for an e- mail with no way of accessing the Internet. Master phoned some time mid morning, i asked him to check my email. He did, no email had arrived. i phoned friends from uni, none of them had received them either. Lunch, Master phoned again, i had only just got off the phone to a uni friend so when he asked if i wanted him to check i said ok, but did not expect it to be there, my friend had just checked and had not received one yet. It was there, my knees went weak. you have to understand that all my life i thought i was thick, stupid, it is only as an adult i have learnt that i am dyslexic, and this degree had become all about me proving to myself that i was not stupid.
"Shall I open it, or do you want to wait until tonight" Master asked. WAIT no way. "No, please open it" i was shaking, i felt sick, Master seemed to be taking forever, then it occurred that the email may be saying that they were not allowed to sent them out this way, or something like that, my head was working faster than ever, i heard a laugh,
"They cant tell us via email...." i started thinking that was what the laugh was about. "submissive you have a first".... "Oh, heck are you sure" Master read the email word for word, he also sent one back to my lecture with just those words "Oh heck are you sure" later that day i got a lovely personal email from my lecturer confirming it.
this is rather a selfish moment to bottle, but it is shared with all those that helped, Master my rock, my reader, my proof reader, my organiser. my kids for their support and belief in me helped so much. my lecturers who never made me feel stupid or inadequate, my friends at uni all a lot younger than me all male except one, but they took me under their wing never making me feel left out or out of place, and all my friends in the lifestyle, they always supported me and kept telling me i could do it. i think the only person who doubted was me.
