We wake early, the world still quiet except for the soft chorus of nature around us. From the back deck, we listen as the birds begin their song, a distant rooster crows, and the cicadas hum their tune. The morning air is cool, but the warmth of your coffee rises in delicate swirls. I cradle my hot chocolate, feeling its comforting heat seep into my hands.

Sitting beside me, my husband gently places a hand on my thigh, his gaze soft as it meets mine. "Are you warm enough?" he asks, his voice tender, laced with quiet concern. I smile, reassured by the thoughtfulness that always seems to accompany his every word and action.

"I'm quite warm," I reply, the corners of my lips curling as I lean in to press a kiss to his cheek. His hand moves gently, brushing a loose strand of hair from my face, and in that simple gesture, I feel utterly cherished.

"Good," he says, his eyes lingering on mine for just a moment longer, before he turns back to the peaceful morning.

"Will we have time to ride today?" I ask, the thought of our shared love for the outdoors stirs much excitement within me.

"I'll make time for you," he says, his voice a quiet promise.

In that moment, beneath the wide expanse of sky and the hum of life around us, I feel deeply seen and loved.

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As I grow as a person my desires in life become less complicated. I desire simplicity. I desire a man who knows what he wants and who has more traditional values. Simplicity doesn’t mean low value or low quality to me. I'll choose the higher quality option, so it lasts longer and retains its value.

I desire a man who values my peace, who wants children, and who will love my children as his own. I prefer a man who thinks about legacy. I desire a man who likes being a man. He should be 35 or older.

I’m petite. I love being a woman. I have more conservative values. Find out the rest.

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