A Grounding

We're learning each other.

Or perhaps, more truthfully, he's learning me

I woke up anxious the other day

Just... out of nowhere

first thought?  Worry

And I tried to put it away but it just wouldn't go... this free floating worry

and before I went home I asked if I could sit with him for a minute 

so we sat

and I started to cry as I told him I was worried about this and that

and the other and more and why and 

he took my wrist

He took my wrist and held it

firm

and I took a deep breath

and settled

him holding me

grounded me

and I wasn't worried anymore

I was

drifting in a calm space

a most effective drug - his touch

and then later

once I had calmed

more significantly than I would have imagined

he reached over

stroked my cheek with a finger

and I melted into him

I felt as if I were a cat, 

purring

the sun on my neck

his finger

gentle on my cheek, 

stroking, soothing, loving

all right with the world.