matriarch
Rotund retiree
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- May 25, 2003
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...is different things, at different times, and in different places.
Back home, the comfort of my home, my familiar things around me, the love of my life beside me while I relax, while we cook dinner, while we sleep, while we sit in our special spot in the garden, just soaking up the 'silence' and beauty of the countryside around us.
On a long flight, being able to stretch out my legs, lift the seat arm between us so we can be more comfortable, and feel the pressure of her thigh against mine, turn my head to see her watching me, smiling at me, her love visible and obvious.
Here, iced water, air conditioning, ceiling fans, large refridgerators, not having to go outside, but when we do, the air conditioning of the car. *sigh*
My concept of happiness changes, according to outside influences. But through all of them, there remains one constant. Her presence in my life. Her love.

Back home, the comfort of my home, my familiar things around me, the love of my life beside me while I relax, while we cook dinner, while we sleep, while we sit in our special spot in the garden, just soaking up the 'silence' and beauty of the countryside around us.
On a long flight, being able to stretch out my legs, lift the seat arm between us so we can be more comfortable, and feel the pressure of her thigh against mine, turn my head to see her watching me, smiling at me, her love visible and obvious.
Here, iced water, air conditioning, ceiling fans, large refridgerators, not having to go outside, but when we do, the air conditioning of the car. *sigh*
My concept of happiness changes, according to outside influences. But through all of them, there remains one constant. Her presence in my life. Her love.
