Tonight I lay on my bed, my head resting back against the pillows and I close my eyes.  I extend my left arm beside me and feel that empty part of my bed and i sigh. It is cool to the touch, bare and while the covers are all on my side of the bed……

No, the song doesn’t quite start that way but… my song starts that way tonight.  Every month, for just a few days, I become this mess. I’m so sensitive, needy and clingy, even more so than usual. Master never complains, He is so good with me and reassures me that I am fine and that…