The Guard Dog is Knighted

On February 27th, I finally stopped floating my raft down Denial and admitted to both myself and the Guard Dog that I love him.

What has been blatantly obvious to everyone and anyone who sees us is now very clear to the both of us as well XD

Life has continued to be amazing. So much so that I haven't even had time to check and update social networking let alone the blog. When I'm fully able to grok all that happened, then I will write about it. Right now, the magic is still flowing strong. *giggle like a silly fairy and skitters off*


To all the Gods, Spirits, Ancestors, Guardians, and other critters who helped make this skeptical Witch into a true Believer:

Thank you. Thank you all. I asked for a sign, I got it. One after the other, all the pieces fit into place until there was absolutely no doubt in my mind who this Man was to me. The final piece that completed the puzzle has yet to fit, but I know it will (unless the Universe is like Milton Bradley and there's always a piece or two missing). There is no such thing as Perfect, but there is such a thing as Just Right.

My Knight is Just Right for me. To him, I'm his Princess, and his Witch. He knows what I am, he even understands some of it, and there's more to him than I could ever explain in words. He loves me for me, and there has never been any doubt that his attraction was merely physical. I've never been shown this much attentive care before in my life. Sometimes it's overwhelming and I feel fear and doubt crawl into position to pounce. But then I think of my Knight, and feel him by my side, and he gives me strength and comfort. 

I KNEW his middle name before he ever told it to me, before I could have even tried to find out. 

He IS my Knight. And someday, I hope, my King...

Thank you. For ever and always. Thank You for Him.