I’ve lamented the fact that this blog had turned into something I didn’t quite intend. I enjoy blogging, but, I had very little to say about my chosen topic. I never quite found a place I fit. I wasn’t really a sex blogger, and I wasn’t really a good fit for the christian homeschool moms either.
I was allowing very personal things to mingle with regular stuff. And, I was enjoying writing about travel and trips more than anything.
My blog isn’t gone, but everything is hidden.
Last week, Steve had his friend Gary out, and as they sat outside a recording studio talking about their podcast, I gave opinions. They’ve asked me a million times to be on, and I won’t. But, I like sitting beside Steve while he does it, and fact checking what he says. I like being back up and support. I have taken the submissive role, because that made it easy to put a label on. I like to support and take care of my husband, and others, to be honest.
We’ve had several high stress situations recently. I handled them very well. I was never that submissive to others, I was just scared. I’m not anymore.
We went away for our anniversary. It was AMAZING. We both stepped out of our comfort zones, for ourselves and for each other. and, we ended up having some amazing growth. Just in our relationship, not really our dynamic. Though I feel I understand more of what drives me. I want to make him happy, and often that comes down to serving him. But, sometimes it’s letting him hold me so tight I can barely breath, while the glass elevator climbs 700 feet and he tries not to panic.
We began the 6 hour drive home last friday, and I began to talk about this blog. How I lacked things to talk about, because our interactions were so mundane. we don’t fight about things, there is no power struggle for me to talk about. We were discussing this, right after stopping at McDonalds to grab breakfast. I was holding the bag, as he said “this layout is stupid, hold the food until we get on the interstate.” we went back to talking, and as we merged onto the highway, I unwrapped his sandwich, and laid it on his leg, then put the straw in his drink. When he had to make a sharp curve, I reached over and made sure his food didn’t end up on the floor, and when he was finished, he concentrated on driving, while I gathered the trash. This is the kind of stuff we do, the serving I enjoy. But, it isn’t worth writing a post about.
I’m don’t think I’m submissive. I think Steve put it perfectly when he said I was his co-pilot. Somebody has to be in charge, but somebody equally as capable needs to be in that second seat to keep the Pilot in Command’s job running smoothly. I’m not so much a sub as I am a co-pilot. and, I’m cool with that.
But, I do have a love of travel, and a love of writing. So, I have a new blog. I’d love to see you all there, because I do care about your journeys. And, tell you what, (especially you Kayla!) You come over, make a comment, or a follow, and I’ll let you know my real first name.
If you just come over and read, you’ll see Steve’s name and where we are from. You can follow me on Twitter and/or Pinterest.
@katie_portwood on Twitter.
Working on a Facebook page as well.
No, I’m not Katie, working on going by that though. 🙂
Come over and visit. I’m giving travel tips, reviews of places, packing lists, and sharing great scenery pictures.