There was not exactly a storm of welcome back hugs breaking loose for me returning to the blogs, but that hurts me only a little. I deserve it after such a long time. I've just been reading some of my entries from years back. Was I ever such a wild and thoroughly naughty girl? It seems like in another life. But when I look into the mirror in the morning or before sleep, I remember that this is the body with which I did it all, and felt so much and enjoyed. I must admit - it could look better, this body of mine, more like a younger woman's if I did some exercise and stopped breast-feeding. And yet - I think I could feel and give as much pleasure as ever with it.
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