A letter to my Son

Dear Hayden,

I'm sorry i haven't been around latetly, This is not of my doing but i am sorry for it anyhow.
I wish to write to you just to share some things that you might wish to know when it comes time to share this with you in due time if things don't allow me to be a part of your life sooner than later.

First off be true to your heart but listen to your head and gut, Your heart will always guide you to the things what will always make you happiest even if it gets broken at times it will heal in due time, Your head will help you work out how to do things right most of the time but it will also be wrong just as often and learn from those mistakes and they will teach you a many thing, You gut will keep you safe and sound it will let you know when its dangerous or your about to do something wrong but it will also lie to you at times telling you its not safe to run away but those times normally involve a pretty girl and then listen to your heart son and go for gold you never know you might meet someone special.

Secondly "Say what you mean and do what you say" in otherwords be truthful in your words as they can inspire great things or cause great pain with ease, And if you say your going to do something always endevour in your best attempts to follow through with them, Don't grow up to be someone who takes liberty with peoples feelings and tell them you will do things when you don't mean it, You only hurt them and yourself its not a good thing.

Third thing I want to say never hold a grudge be quick to let go of things as grudges will always poison you and destroy the things you hold dear to you, Take the most important things away from you, And you will only hurt yourself and the ones you love most so in the end you will only ever end up hurt alone and angry.

I want you to know no matter what happens in life those three things will always earn you the most respect and the best of friends by making you a guy people can trust and look to when they need someone to turn to.

I will always love you my little man and will always be proud of who you are and what you do so just be the best you can be.

Love,
Dad

Meh

Sooo i told myself i would write something each day and im already lagging behind on that, Just what do i write? Is there anything really interesting and exciting about me? Honestly when i look in the mirror i just see me boring old me someone who was interesting but isnt anymore i feel, so i just don't know what to write at the moment.

Perhaps tomorrow i will try to write a letter to my Son who i miss dearly and post it here.

Who am I?

Hmmm ok here is my goal as of now is to make atleast one blog entry a day and make it something interesting and relevant to me and who I am, But the question is who am I? Where does one start to answer a question like that, How does one answer such a question, I guess at the start would work best i guess.

Im a average 30+ year old guy who is a father to a gorgeous and amazing 4yr old boy who i miss greatly as i am not getting access to him, I'm a photographer at times, IT tech at others whilst trying to just be me and get healthy again in mind,body and spirit. I am athletic when the mood takes me with my love of cycling as nothing really can beat the feeling of the wind in your hair and the sensation of speed as the road passes beneath you, the power as you accelerate up hills and to know all that comes from you and your legs.

Im also graced by the presence of a truely beautiful angel in my life someone who makes me really feel special my ever beautiful partner and inspiration Ahlephia someone whos writings amaze me and inspire me to try writing at times but im not a writer really just someone who can inspire her writing and thats more than enough for me as i can see the joy in her when she writes a great piece.

Well i will call it here as im struggling to think what else to include about myself here, Fingers crossed i keep to my goal and post something each day.

Bondage

She looked up at him with a quiver in her lips, Apprehensive about what was to come, she stood there naked in front him in the small chamber he had behind his house for occasions like this.

Out of the corner of her eye she could see a large contraption that looked like a huge X it had leather cuffs at each corner, then on the other side of the room she could see something that could be best described as the stocks used in the medieval times. Along the walls there was a variety of whips, cuffs and chains with a few masks and blindfolds, but there was something that she wasn’t sure of it looked like a blindfold but it had a ball in the middle.
   

He just picks it up and walks over to her and smiles gently, She knows he won’t hurt her but yet she still is nervous about it, he walks behind her and passes the item around her face gently placing the ball at her mouth “Open” he says simply and she complies knowing non compliance will only result in more punishment, Whilst it wasn’t uncomfortable it wasn’t comforting as she couldn’t communicate or breathe through her mouth once he fastened it closed.
   

He leads her to the Cross and faces her towards it, Gently takes her hands and closes the cuffs around them holding her firmly but softly in place, he repeats the deal with her ankles leaving her bound to the Cross helpless unable to move and see what he was doing behind her, the panic started to set in and she was starting to scared unable to see what was happening behind her, speak or move to see what is happening.
     

Suddenly she felt his fingers trace their way down her spine causing her to shiver, she could feel herself moisten to his touch wanting his hand to slide further down, but he stops at the crown of her hips teasing her then “WHACK”, he smacks her smartly across her ample behind, causing her to try and call out in shock, pain and surprise but the ball gag stifles her cry to a barely a murmur and her eyes water but to her shock she only gets wetter and more excited.
   

She can feel her juices moistening her thighs and gently running down her legs causing her excitement to only build more, and she can feel her breathing quicken, She can hear in the background the sounds of movement and the sound of things being ruffled about, curious she tries to look but can’t cause of the position she is held in she is about to resign to her fate when the room goes silent once again.
    

He looks over her in the vulnerable position she has allowed him to place her in with a silence contemplating his next move, He can smell her excitement in the air with her musky aroma filling the room, he looks at his prize bound and vulnerable, wondering what he would do to her next, He steps forward to reach around her ample bosom to tweak her nipples something they both love especially her it would drive her nuts with her complaining for hours later that they were sensitive.
   

As he pinches her nipples he gently allows himself to slide between her butt cheeks, causing her to moan softly and try to push herself back against him, but he just laughs at her attempts and pulls away to tease her before he thrusts forwards and takes her forcefully in the rear, causing her to cry out in shock but he can feel her relax into it, As much as she claims to not be fully comfortable in it he knows she likes it from the forceful way she cums and how she would play with herself.
    

He takes her forcefully but gently, for as long as he can before he explodes inside her with a groan making her shudder as it sets her own orgasm off, surprising her with the force of it as she hadn’t been able to touch herself at all, in it the only stimulation she got was from the cuffs and the boards rubbing against her. She leans her head forwards to rest against the cross exhausted and worn out she feels him bend down and unbuckle her legs from the cuffs and then unbuckle her wrists she groans from the feelings from her arms as she lowers them and proceeds to collapse, but is caught by his strong arms and he lowers her to the ground where he utters the first real words he has spoken for the evening,

   

“Rest my Pet the night has only just begun”

Questions

How does one say how you make one feel in a simple way?

Does one buy you a rose or a thousand roses?

Does one climb the highest mountains and scream it from the top?

Does one write in the sky for the world to see?

Does one say to thee how special one is to another?

Does one tattoo it across ones heart to have a permanent mark of it?

Does one buy the prettiest ring in the store and get it engraved?

One just says,

Thank you my love for making this little person feel like the most important person in the world,

Thank you for teaching me love again and giving me the courage to feel it,

Thank you for taking the time to see me for who I am and making it ok to be me,

Thank you for taking the time to hear me for what I say and making sense of me,

Thank you for sharing your time and space with me giving me somewhere safe,

Thank you for giving me a place to be free and alive again,

But most of all:

THANK YOU FOR YOUR LOVE

Humanity

Something that has always made me wonder and think from where i am in the world,

Why is it the most powerful species to walk this earth is also the one so determined to wipe itself out?

We as a race have the power to change the environments we live in to suit our needs to change the way nature itself is around us, But we choose to only to destroy it? Not treasure it to further it to something truly wonderful for our futures.

We as a race can wipe out disease as we know it, Or wipe out famine and poverty with ease like its not more than a itch what needs scratching. But we only work to line our pockets and think of ourselves and tell ourselves its not our problem. 

We as a race are a sad pathetic lot capable of incredibly stupid and cowardly actions that never cease to amaze me. 

But there is certain individuals that rise above and shine like beacons that we all should look to emulate and give people hope, They are the people you see on the street who take the moment to stop and listen to the birds, The ones who always find that spare change to donate to make someones day better, Who will work to make a difference no matter how small it is.

We idolize the wrong people its not the sports stars we should put on the pedestal's but the people like the men and women of our Emergency services yes they aren't perfect and some are bad people, But yet how many a time do we hear of stories of bravery from members of the services, But yet are they respected? Are they paid all that well? No they aren't i know many a fireman here where i live who work second jobs just to make ends meet.

People who volunteer their time and lives to help the ones who are less fortunate are ones we all should look to emulate as if more of them walked the streets how much better would life be? Or people who give up the last few dollars that they were going to buy their lunch with so someone else can eat.

Or even sadder do we respect the Kids who are smart who can go on and make a real difference? No they are bullied and laughed at the majority of the time. Who has heard of a 15yr old Footy Star doing something that can change the world and make a difference? I have heard of a 15yr old kid who won a science fair for inventing something that changed the game with the diagnosis of cancer.

So next time you are walking down the street and see a Police Officer instead of thinking "Pig" think about how he is  doing something that he believes in and makes a difference to someones life maybe even yours one day, Why not Smile and say "Thanks for doing what you do" it will make a difference to him and you will feel better for it.

When your asked for a dollar for a cause and you can afford to why not toss it in no matter the cause be it for a charity or someone who is down on his luck and could do with something nice in his life, As every little bit matters and will add up.

Last of all don't knock the smart kids or even the dreamers as they are the ones who will make the future better for all of us instead encourage them help them chase that dream and don't let them stop dreaming of better things and you might just be guy who gives the hope to the kid who cures a disease or comes up with something that improves our lives like a truly clean power source that is cheap enough and easy enough for all of us to use and do.

And last of all don't give up your dreams and hopes as they are what makes each day worth waking up to.

Depression

People who think depression is a choice, take a second to think.
How would it feel to wake up and not having the emotional strength to face people?
To think that time is just passing by with no real reason.
To… feel so alone even when you are sitting in a room full of people.
To have to put on a face and hide your feelings because in your mind you think no one would care anyway.
To lose friends because you can't find the strength to go out and you can't physically be 'happy'.
To cry yourself to sleep, hoping you wouldn't wake up then when you do you are exhausted from the night before, and it all starts again.
You try to hide your feelings hoping no one would notice.
Now tell me why someone would choose that? Depression is an illness, not a choice.

If you know someone who is currently facing this demon let them know they are not alone, That you are there for them, That you care about their pain.

If you are the one suffering please remember theses simple things:
The First step is always the hardest and its a long road but you are never alone.

In your darkest hour always look to the east as thats where the sun will rise.

No matter how alone you feel you are, Your always loved be it your Mother, Father,A sibling, Your partner or it could be someone who hasn't had the pleasure of meeting you yet, Your always loved so never give up.