The ficus tree?

If you told me when this whole adventure started that 10 years later I would be a different person I would have unceramoncely told you that I won't change for anyone. Well, time has passed and I was wrong. Yes, read it again. . . I was wrong. Time has an interesting way of changing who we are and what is important. To think all the adventures were just about living an experience I never experienced was naive at best. 

It all started to experience sex like I never had before. A lot of conversations and adaptation my husband and I found fun and adventures! Over the years desires change, life makes its adaptations and despite my best efforts I changed. Sex is still an adventure but the need for short term is gone. The relationship that was cultivated was special. All of a sudden I wasn't chasing any orgasm but the orgasm from someone who knew me. Not just the topical me most see the core values of me that drove every decision I made. The sassy, loud mouth know it all admitted she might not know it all and relationships with others are what made me a better person. The adventures didn't stop they just changed what was important to me. Adventures were not about collecting stories but true memories, memories that some day would be our only future.

The ficus tree in the corner was always there, I just never understood how much that tree ment to you.  To the past that was more than stories, I grew. To the stories that were memories forever held in my mind, I changed. To the future, there never was a hope but I understand myself better and know that I am a better person despite myself.

Life changes and I love harder today than yesterday. While it started to have the adventures I never experienced before, today i choose my adventure with more knowledge and self realization of who I am then yesterday. I will always cherish the adventures and continue to grow but this time, I choose me!