I had to look back at my life to answer this beautiful question and yet it reminded me yet again that I bloody learning every second and its scarey and vital and wonderful.
I had always been aware of my value since the birth of my children. I realised, when my son was born (14 years ago) that I was capable of much more than I realised and I suddenly became aware of my own 'self'.
I wasn't just a person. I was a mother. Even if I have no children, or when they grow up and leave - I am still a mother. Not having them there makes me no less of one. The feelings are there, the experiences remain. The memory and the love remains.
My submission is like that. I am everything and all even when I have no one to submit to. If I lost that ability, I am still myself. And spending time without a partner assisted in that realisation.
However, with recent events, sometimes it takes another to help you see what you really knew all along.
I remember sitting in a busy bar, being told that through me and knowing me, he felt able.
And the one thing I have been craving to do is to release the self. Because sometimes, even if your aware of it, you don't 'do' anything with it.
I am not sure if this is making much sense.
And now I am sitting typing this, crying like a girl, because I read what he wrote this morning, written in his journal in ink, by his hand whilst we were sitting in covent garden watching someone perform circus tricks and drinking latte. And as I read his words this morning on what he sees, I look at this post and think - wow - that is with me always. Even if something happened tomorrow and I couldn't serve him, it's already there. What I am exists and remains - even if I cannot be - the self - my self - remains.
Peace and Rapture