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Tuesday, May 30, 2017

Yellow Brick Road - Detour Ahead




There's an issue that pops up at our house every so often that always causes me to dive into a tail spin and think that maybe ttwd is just not really working for us.  When it happens, I monumentally overreact.  There is distancing from Sam, sometimes tears, and lots of silence.  Normally, with any of these behaviors from me, Sam would be patient and comforting for a time, and if that didn't help, there would be a spanking that would set things to right.  That's normally.





But it just doesn't work according to plan when I perceive that Sam is, indeed, WRONG about something.  Now this truly doesn't make sense.  I can admit that I make a mistake, but I don't want to think he can make a mistake.  The ideal HOH, the perfect dominant husband, is always all-knowing, patient, and sure of himself.  He is wise and loving and firm.  He knows just what road we should take on this journey.  I try to tell myself, "Ella, the real world is not your fairy tale."
  



Sort of makes me think of Dorothy and her friends all off to see the great and almighty Oz.  They travel down the Yellow Brick Road to consult the powerful Wizard about a brain, a heart, some courage,
and a way back home.  They are sent on a quest to prove they are worthy of these gifts.  When they return to the Wizard with the broomstick of the Wicked Witch of the West, they discover that the Wizard doesn't really have any magic power at all.  When Dorothy calls him a "very bad man," he assures her,


                      "Oh, no, my dear.  I'm a very good man.  
                                 I'm just a very bad Wizard."




And the Wizard is wise after all; he shows Dorothy and her companions that they already possess the gifts they thought had to come from something magic.



TTWD feels like magic sometimes.  The way it has changed our marriage and how it makes me so happy, but Sam is not a wizard.  He is a very good man, but he is not a very good wizard.  He makes mistakes.  After all, I am the one who came to him and finally spoke about my heart's desire.  He listened and learned even though it was not a natural instinct for him.


                    "If I ever go looking for my heart's desire again, 
                     I won't look any further than my own back yard.  
             Because if it isn't there, I never really lost it to begin with." 




When Sam forgets to act as the HOH around here,  I miss it terribly.  I worry that he doesn't want that responsibility any more.  Do you remember when everyone in the Emerald City has to wear green-tinted glasses?  Well, that's me.  I see everything in our relationship through ttwd glasses, and Sam does not.  I feel lost and I want to find my way back home.



And then he is back and tells me how silly I have been to worry that he does not want to be my HOH.  Tells me how that will never happen.  How much he loves me and how I am the most important thing in his world.  How happy I make him.  How he would do anything for me.  How he loves to spank my bottom.  Then I know for sure that he has a brain and a heart and the courage to be my man and that those qualities were always there.  I just lost my way for a bit.  Must be the poppies!  And when he pulls me close in his arms and holds me tight, I close my eyes and tap my heels together three times and remember there's no place like home.
 



   

22 comments:

  1. Wizard of Oz...One of my favorites. Love the connections you made in this post...nicely expressed. It is sometimes easy to believe the fairy tale and forget that we are all human. I am glad you are home sweet home again... Love and hugs

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    1. I always like to hear your thoughts, Terps. You have such a sensitive nature and a clear picture of goodness. If you can feel like you understand my writing, I know it said what I meant.

      Big Hug From Ella!

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  2. You have a way with words, my girl. Very nice.

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    1. What a lovely thing to say, Sunny. I really smile when you visit, my friend. And that's the truth.

      Ella

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  3. Ella,
    Great post..... these guys love us, but they are guys. Travel with an hoh and it seems like a wizard sometimes. I know my hoh is right there, but he is human and mistakes happen. I will take the hoh any day.
    Meredith

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    1. Me, too, Mere. I do lose my way sometimes, though. Doubt creeps in when I least expect it.

      Hope you are following your yellow brick road with lots of happy hugs. Can't wait to hear all about it.

      Ella

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  4. Ella,
    I enjoyed the comparisons between your Sam and the Wonderful Wizard of Oz! Very good post. Our guys are not perfect though, are they? Me thinks mine is perfect some days, so this post was a nice, gentle reminder to have, thank you!
    --Baker

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    1. I loved when you said, "Me thinks..." Since I am hardly ever perfect, I don't suppose I should expect it of Sam.

      Baker, I have a feeling we aren't in Kansas anymore.

      Hugs From Ella

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  5. It's definitely harder when they are wrong, and sometimes they are. It's in the response though. We have to be respectful at all times, not just when it's smooth sailing. I struggle with this at times too. Must keep working on that! ;)

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    1. Thanks so much for your comment today, little wife! I like that you reminded me of respect. Sometimes I need that to be my number one priority.

      Loved Hearing From You!
      Ella

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  6. Ella, you write so eloquently. We expect a lot of our guys but they're only human - and thank goodness for that! It's hard for them too when they get it wrong. Love the Wizard of Oz analogy.
    Rosie xx

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    1. Rosie Girl, thank you for the compliment. I had to percolate before I was able to articulate what happens to me when I worry like this. If I earned a paycheck for worrying, I would be a rich woman!

      Hugs Across the Pond,
      Ella

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  7. Hi Ella, what a wonderful post, I always love the way you write and I love the analogy also. We do tend to expect our guys to be perfect and it's hard when they make a mistake.

    Hugs
    Roz

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    1. Thanks, Roz. Always love when you visit!

      "Love isn't about being perfect...
      It's about being perfect for each other."

      Love,
      Ella

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  8. Ella, Wonderful post. Love the Wizard of Oz analogy. We love our guys to bits but they are only human and it's hard for them, they can't get it right all the time.

    You really do have a way with words.

    Love,
    Ronnie
    xx

    PS - did you get my email?

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    1. Thanks for your comment, dear girl! You don't need to see the Wizard; you already have a heart big enough to make us all love you.

      Hugs Across the Pond,
      Ella

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  9. At times life just gets in the way of how we do things and the tailspin begins. It has taken me a while to realize that ttwd isn't going anywhere and since then I have become more relaxed when these moments pop up as they occasionally do.
    You may have lost your way for a bit because things weren't as evident but I bet your guy didn't quite see it the same way. Glad to hear you were reassured of things.

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    1. Good advice, Laurel. You are right. Sam didn't have any idea why I was down. You always make me think of Faith, Hope, and Love. Sometimes I need that reminder.

      Hugs From Ella

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  10. Ella, I was going to say our men are only human but someone beat me to it. They make their mistakes and feel bad about it just like us. Its lovely to hear what your Sam replied to you about being your HoH. He loves you no matter what.
    Hugs Lindy xx

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    1. Hello, my far away friend,
      It was lovely to hear Sam's words. How is it that a good spanking makes me know all those wonderful feelings he has?

      Sending Hugs Downunder,
      Ella

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  11. I probably win the gold medal at.....not realizing that Master was with me and intended to stay. I also love this analogy....and happy we have both found our "yellow brick road". hugs abby

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    1. Well, if you won the gold, Abby, then I won the silver. I loved the little quote about his arms; that is where I really feel at home.

      Love When You Visit,
      Ella

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