Of sunkissed mountains and snow capped peaks…

The mountain sat upon the plain
In his eternal chair,
His observation omnifold,
His inquest everywhere.

The seasons prayed around his knees,
Like children round a sire:
Grandfather of the days is he,
Of dawn the ancestor.
-Emily Dickinson

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Zahe naseeb

Because I have made no ‘sacrifices’ to be with you. Because you never asked me to.

I am still the way I always have been.

Sometimes the giggling, mushy soul….the one who loves all her baubles…and sometimes the arse kicking, cold hearted one who refuses to take nonsense from someone just because I am a woman..therefore supposed to be ‘softer’ and more likely to forgive than you.

I am a woman.
And so darn proud of it.

You are the reason why.

I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naïve or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman. ~Anaïs Nin

And most of all… because you are more of a feminist than I ever was. More than I ever thought possible.

Thank you for being you baby.