Anniversary, tranquillity & sex toys
It’s our wedding anniversary today. It’s incredible how much has happened in a year. Reinout reminded me that it has been an expensive year, which I’m largely responsible for with my careless burst-outs (think dented diamond rings and a lost diamond) and demand for extravagant lifestyle. I remind him that it has also been a very good year. We made it through all the storms. Dreams became visions, visions became seeds, and seeds started to grow. This is all rather metaphorically speaking, but can be applied on so many things and levels. In fact during this turbulent year, companies were founded, Sebastian was born, and our family…well it kept on growing, through love and traditions, strong wills, opinions and arguments, reconciliations and acceptance.
I sense a new phase coming of age. The one of peace and harmony. I’m not sure why yet, but I feel that finally my own anxieties are slowly fading away giving space and room for tranquility. I see this as some undefinable, syrupy brown mass finally escaping. Not a hurried escape, but a slow, not-want-to-let-go departure, its empty space being filled up by a clear, watery fluid, that penetrates every vacant pore and cavity.
And thus on our anniversary, I sit here in bed, feeling rather content and pleased with life. I relish the seconds, minutes and hours that are granted me. I enjoy my lunch in bed – Parma ham and a piece of dry cheese. The blackberries are filling my mouth with a sweet and sour taste. I enjoy the contrasts, the paradoxes. A room that is filled with precious antiques and artifacts mingled with discarded clothes and some sex toys that we bought for fun the other day. Most of them are still in their original boxes, perhaps they will never be opened. But last Friday, after the wine was flowing and the oysters had been consumed, I suddenly felt the urge to pay a visit to the local red-light district in Haarlem. With a 2 month old baby in a pram. Yes the contrasts make life all the more interesting. May God bless me with them, and may I see them for what they are….just another shade of the colour called life.
Sexshopping can be so much fun!
I love lollipops!
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Wonderful writing! I enjoyed reading every word u truly have a way of captivating your readers. I couldn’t help but laugh at the “i love lollipops” , Not to be taken in a disrespectful way. I was totally blindsided by the pic and didnt expect it.. Lol.. But i love your honesty and bluntness. You very well speak your mind and from your heart.. Well today is a big day for you and your husband. Enjoy it to the fullest! Many people take moments like this for granted and you seem 2 have a full grasp on the gifts of life before you.. Happiness and tranquility are the rewards of having patience and devoting hard work to your relationship.. Its good to see and hear that from a womans perspective.. I am happy for the 2 of you.. Enjoy it and have a blessed day! gwizz49!!! aka.. Cari Goodwine
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reply to this commentThanks Cari for your thoughts and encouragement. /Susanne
I ended up on you blog really by accident, but couldn’t help reading some of it and having fun. However, did it occur to you that your (10, 12 y.o?) daughter and her classmates could end up on this picture of mom licking a ahum… lollypop? Kids don’t want to know their parents are having sex, you know, it’s very unsettling for them.
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reply to this commentThere is a point to be made there. But we do joke around with almost everything in this family including sex. I’ve always been like that so hard to change even when being a mother. But of course everything in moderation