I've been thinking and journaling a lot about my feelings last night. I was desiring to be with my T to fill my maternal longings and with the complete accessiblitly that a daughter would have. To just sit on the couch and share thoughts and ideas of our philosphies on life and good books we've read. And then I had a light bulb moment this mornng.
Perhaps what I really want is to just spend time with her with "my guard down" while being completely content with what I already have. (There's THAT light bulb)
What I have with her is true and authentic, rich and deep. I've been feeling very content this morning as I've been journaling. It isn't blah, it's just contentment and I'm not used to that. Because everytime I think about calling her to have that connection I'm aware it's already there. I hear myself say, “I want to hear you say you care for me.” I already know she does and she has demonstrated it quite well. "I want to hear you say I am important to you." I already know that to. "I want to hear you say you love me." There's really no doubt in my mind that she loves me in a very appropriate way and in just the way I need her to. So I haven't called because I already have what I need. The connection feels very tangible. I welcome this to stay with me all week. Obviously this is mine for eternity, but what I am saying is I just want to feel it consistently without disruption from every thing else that could come up. My nervous system needs a vacation.
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Ah! I can vision it now, lying on a warm sandy beach with a tropical breeze gently shaking the palm branches in the background. The sun warming a newly tan complexion, no fear of wearing that bikini and looking down right hot if I say so myself. But is it wrong to see it sipping an umbrella drink? I suppose it could be non-alcoholic.
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As for that mother/daughter yearning; She has told me that I can satisfy that desire with my own daughter. I already have a very special and loving bond with my daughter and those emotions are very accessible but on the opposite end of the spectrum. I can't help but smile at the truthfulness of that. Yes, I still want to feel it from the daughter's perspective. Perhaps that will continue to subside or maybe it will always be a tug, but with much less force than I've known up to now.
So bottom line: I feel content, not blah!