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I would walk one thousand miles..

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I often do not speak of the distance between Master and myself. I try to focus on what we do share rather than what we can not experience face to face because I want to be positive at all times. Master and I have been together for three years and our relationship has been one of distance for that entire time. With that said we have spent a great deal of time visiting one another and we speak with one another each day, sometimes six to seven times in a day and sometimes, our conversations can last up to six hours.

The first conversation we ever shared via telephone we conversed for 8.5 hours and that was after speaking via online for three hours. Looking back I can not help but smile for I am not so certain what exactly we were sharing but I know had it not been for work, we would have continued our conversation late into the night.

Master and I work diligently to ensure we communicate regularly and that we share pretty much everything we experience. Speaking with one another is one of the main ways we can be with each other on a consistent basis. I know many of my friends and my family have wondered how we have been able to last for this long and the truth is we do because we want it to work. All relationships are based on work and I would be lying if I said there have not been challenges for Master and myself. Of course there have been and there have even been times when we both, at different times, questioned whether or not we should continue with our journey. I am a practical person who evaluates all situations and I made a list of pros and cons on more than one occasion and in the end the love for us overrides anything negative.

Sometimes it really does suck though. In those moments when I want to come home and kiss the man I love, kiss my Master and am unable to, that sucks. Or when I want to feel his fingers wrapped around my throat, crushing my every breath for the sole purpose of reminding me of who I am. In the early morning when I roll over in my bed, wanting to wriggle in close to his warm body, I find myself greeted by a cool pillow instead and I am once again reminded of our distance. There are numerous experiences throughout the day where I wish Master was beside me or at least just a skytrain ride away and yet the reality is he is across an ocean - an eight hour flight away.

I do not regret falling in love with Master and I cherish every moment we have had together and will have in the coming future. I know that we are both frustrated with the miles that keep us apart but the truth is I would not trade my experiences with Master for anything in the world. I have been in relationships where we lived closer, within the same town, same block even and there was something lacking, something artificial about it. I need something real and now I have it and the effort is worth it.

Always,
~His

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Wednesday,October 15,2008 at 10:06 am
6 comments »
  • Saturday,October 18,2008 at 3:38 pmHis grace

    Mastrovenice,
    Often times I have a pleth­ora of words to pick from when respond­ing to someones kind words; how­ever, with you today all I can express is thank you.

    Your words brought me warmth.

    Continue read­ing.

    In warmth,
    ~His grace

  • Saturday,October 18,2008 at 3:35 pmHis grace

    his pet,
    You are wel­come! I am touched to know you have been read­ing my journal for some time, I often for­get oth­ers read about my private world and although it brings forth a slight feel­ing of shy­ness I am hon­oured to know my exper­i­ences can bring com­fort to others.

    Distance is never easy, no mat­ter what rela­tion­ship. I know Master and I do everything pos­sible to ensure our rela­tion­ship remains strong. I am happy to say it is not all work, we play more than we struggle.

    I wish you and your Master more time together and I thank you once more for your atten­tion to my little world.

    In warmth,
    ~His grace

  • Saturday,October 18,2008 at 12:08 amhis pet

    Thank You for this post. I have been read­ing your blog for some­time now. and have found a great deal of help and under­stand­ing here. I have been a collared slave for 2 years now and my Master and i do not live together. we are not as for away from each other as You and Your Master. but with our other com­ment­ments and work and the 1 1/2 hour drive, it is not always easy to spend the time we both wish for.knowing that oth­ers have sur­vived and grown in there rela­tion­ship. helps. I to have wondered at times if it as you said worth it. and as my Master and i talked about the dif­ficu­ity in the dis­tant. i asurred Master and he me that the day we met and inbarked on the jour­ney was the best day of our lives. i plan to stay the course and serve Master in everything. again Thank YOU

  • Thursday,October 16,2008 at 9:07 amMastrovenice

    Your words about dis­tance are haunt­ing and one can feel your long­ing. I will say how­ever, that dis­tance does some­thing to desire. I think it main­tains and amp­li­fies it, mak­ing it big­ger and more mean­ing­ful. Sometimes this is bad, and some­times, it is very very good. All of us old enough to have passed thru a few mean­ing­ful rela­tion­ships know that when we get to the part where we live together, things change. The dis­tance col­lapses into a sooth­ing togeth­er­ness, but can lack the moun­tains of desire that build up over a period of separation.

    The world of elec­tronic com­mu­nic­a­tion has cre­ated new ways to live and to love, and all of us that care to par­ti­cip­ate are liv­ing exper­i­ments in this envir­on­ment. That you have nur­tured your love and desire over thou­sands of miles is a test­a­ment to the human spirit AND to the effect­ive­ness of these new tools that shape our inter­ac­tions. Believe it or not, you are a role model for those of us that search for suc­cess in our long-distance relationships.

    Thank you for shar­ing, once again.

  • Thursday,October 16,2008 at 4:15 amHis grace

    jer­usha,
    being sep­ar­ated is def­in­itely chal­len­ging; how­ever, abso­lutely worth­while if it means we can have our life together. I am happy to hear you are back with your Master and I do hope he is not shipped out for too long.

    Keep pos­it­ive.

    ~His grace

  • Wednesday,October 15,2008 at 8:18 pmjer­usha

    Yes, I know the pain of being sep­ar­ated from one’s Master. I finally got back with my Master and soon He will be shipped away from me yet again. I do cher­ish the time we have with one another. It is worse when you get used to your Master being around and then he is gone again.

    I hope someday soon you and your Master will be liv­ing together under the same roof.

    Kind regards,
    jer­usha

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