Awakening

 I don’t know if it was another birthday being in my thirties or the fact that my child is also growing older. This summer I really changed. I found myself not wanting the same things, striving for the same goals, or the life I was living. There was nothing wrong in particular. I mean, of course, we can always make more money, have more things, and want to be better, but for the most part my life is fine. 

I still felt like something was missing. I had the job, the home, the reliable car, the child. But my life was boring. 

I didn’t go out, have friends, or date. I just went from home to work and back. I realized that I missed sex. I missed conversation. I missed quality adult time. 

Teaching children all day and being a single mom makes your life nothing about kids. It’s wonderful but there are times when it also okay to be an adult. 

That’s when my journey began. My sexual awakening. My realization that it’s my body, my choice, and my energy. That it was okay to share that time and energy with someone (or even a few) without feeling guilty and also being safe. 

Here’s my confessions as a teacher, mother, and most importantly a lover in Atlanta. 

Hearts, My Loves ❤️😈