Firecracker Diaries - A combination of stories, random thoughts and an appreciation log of life with Daddy

All I need

When I was younger there was a whole list of things that I thought I needed to define a better life for me. I needed a certain type of car, a certain type of house, clothes, shoes, jewelry, etc. These things I imagined would make a better life for me. That if I had those things then I would be happy.

Don’t get me wrong...I still love all those “things”...and if I have them great! If I don’t...it’s ok...I can still reach for them. But the difference now is that the things don’t define me.

I have learned the true value in life is the quality of life you have...not the things. I have learned to enjoy the things I have...and not to let the “dont have’s” get me down. I enjoy moments and time more than anything. When I dream of something...I dream to hold him just a little longer at night and in the morning. That is more precious to me than anything I could buy.

When you really decide that all you need is happiness and love...then everything you have is a gift. You can find joy in everything when your true want in life is just to be happy and to love.

All we need is each other and all I need is him. My day is always complete when I’m back with him...wherever that is.

He is all I need...

Until tomorrow

Soul Mates

I was always a believer in soul mates. The fairytale that is told in so may stories and movies. That prince in shining armor that you dream about since you were a little girl. The real life comes along and you get your heart broke once, twice maybe even three times and your belief in your soul mate starts to fade.

Even when I was in bad relationships I believed in soul mates. I believed I even knew a few that had found each other....so I knew it existed...but I didn’t believe I had found mine or if I ever would. Even though I am a positive person...I knew the chance of finding my one was a 1 in a zillion billion. So most of us take what we can get and settle.

I also believe in life paths. And sometimes those paths take you down places you didn’t want to be and never want to go back to. Well that’s exactly the point...to show you what you will take and what you won’t...and give you the option to many paths to take a new or keep going back down the same one.

When you choose to take new paths, new people will cross them. Whether they stay or go is a decision you both can decide...but at least you were able to cross with them.

I think everyone crosses a path with your soul mate at least once in the journey of life. Depending on where you are in your journey will determine whether you were open to connecting with them. Sometimes you miss out...you might get a second chance but maybe not.

When mine and Daddy’s paths crossed...I knew immediately that he was something to me. From the moment I met him sparks and butterflies went off in my tummy. I seriously turned into a 10 year old gitty girl when he was around. I wanted to give myself completely to him before I even knew what being his sub meant.

Through his guidance and teaching me how my submission to him was a gift to us both. Showing me the strength in myself that I didn’t even know was there. And as strange as it may sound...liberating me by choosing me to be his sub.

My path crossed with his at the perfect moment in my life. I was somewhere I normally would not have been...in a position that was not my norm...so I have to look at it as if everything before that that put me where I was was exactly what needed to happen (all though unpleasant) so I would be right where I needed to be to cross with him. Basically everything that had happened over the last year before I met him was leading me to him. Every decision and change...was all so I could cross paths with him.

He is my soulmate....the one that I feel more comfortable with than even my own self. The one I would give my life for. The one whom I am meant to love and care for for the rest of my days. The one I want holding my hand on my last breath.

He is my soulmate.

Happy New Year!!!

Here’s to another year of love and happiness!

If the last year has taught me anything...it has taught me to embrace the love that is given to you. Sometimes we stand in our own way and let the past blind us. We sabotage our own happiness because of doubt that has been put inside us because of pain. You only have one life...why hold back? Why not live...and love and get out of your own way!!

You can’t control what others do or say...but you can control what you do and how you will respond. If you determine that you will love and be happy...then let yourself and don’t let anything stop you!!

I have learned so much from Daddy about how to love and be happy....and he still encourages me daily to live me and to get those obstacles out of my way. He pushes me to fight for myself with his guidance and love. I’m a much better person for myself because of him...which makes me even better for him.

I hope each and everyone of you lovelies see the most beautiful soul looking back at you in the mirror this year. I know I do!!!

Happy New Year!!

Razor burn

Ok I need some shaving tips from all you ladies out there. I am a fair skinned lady with sensitive skin. I have tried almost every kind of shaving trick google can search up....and I stay with some level of razor burn all the time. Sometimes is noticeable and sometimes it’s only for me to notice...

I am clean shaven everywhere except my head and lower arms. I use shaving cream 90% of the time. I change my blades regularly. I don’t always shave with the grain...because I want a baby soft feel. Sometimes the razor burn is very mild...almost nothing. Sometimes is pretty extreme....and this can happen to one extent or another even when I do the exact same things everytime.

I’ve changed shaving creams, razors, etc. I’ve used lotion or oils after. I’ve tried exfoliating before and after. In the shower or after soaking in a bath. I don’t get it on the bottom of my legs...on the backside of my thighs and on my precious lady parts. I’m at a loss and could use any and all advice!

Help

Me!!!

Daddy’s Awards

So over the past week I had a couple of mistakes where I didn’t send pictures 2 different days...and I was due for punishment. I knew they would be coming...I was just waiting for when they would. Then yesterday Daddy had an issue that he needed help with...of course I jumped in and helped him solve the issue and he was able to finish what he needed to. For me this was just something you do for each other when we need something...but then Daddy tells me that he was so grateful that he would give me a pass on the punishments and give me a reward!

Fast forward to last night...Daddy rewarded me x10! He gave me so many orgasms that my legs are still sore from the spasms this morning! Through these amazing orgasms and mind blowing sessions...my brain was scrambled enough to forget to blog last night! So here I am back at waiting for a punishment. I’m hoping to show him the best day ever today...and hope for some forgiveness.

Either way I will except my punishment whatever it will be...because I know that even after the punishments Daddy’s rewards are worth it.

Until tomorrow...

Pictures

A common gift between Daddy and I this year was pictures. Pictures of us, of each other and individually and pictures of our babies. He ordered special picture boxes for me and a digital picture frame with a huge amount of pictures of us. I gave him a “yearbook” of our first year.

There have been more pictures taken of me this year than any other year of my life. There have been so many pictures that I go back and look at on a regular basis just because he makes me smile. I can be having the worst day ever and then see his face and I’m back to a better place.

For the first time I am at a place where I want to document every moment of a relationship... because I am so in love with him I was to make sure I never forget a memory.

Our house will be painted with our pictures...I love looking at him as much as he loves looking at me...which makes me love him more.

Until tomorrow...

Extremely Satisfied

Daddy gave me a very merry Christmas for sure!! I received some pretty amazing gifts that were extremely thoughtful and provokes tears...and then he gave me multiple growl worthy orgasms to close out the night!

Sometimes the orgasms are just off the charts and then there are times that Daddy can read that I’m about to have a super amazing orgasm so he pulls my hair a bit harder, drives deeper inside me, bites my nipples and gives me a good slap....this just pushes me over the edge. Taking a great orgasm into a super duper amazing orgasm!

Every single session with Daddy is amazing and I love love love all of our physical time together...but always the day after a night like last night...I find myself daydreaming and fantasizing about him more...leaving myself wanting him more!!

Can’t wait to crawl into bed with him again tonight...just his warm body wrapped around mine can give me mini orgasms...lol

Until tomorrow...

New Family

I was privileged to be able to spend my Christmas with my new family. I’m learning quickly that my voice needs to be louder to be heard with this bunch! I’m learning very quickly that my family is pretty boring comparatively.

It’s all a little overwhelming for me...just trying to keep up with a conversation is challenging because it’s constantly changing or there are multiple conversations going at once. I really enjoy watching Daddy command the room and really be in his element when so many people are around. I’m learning to find my place in the group. I wish I had the stage presence he does...it’s really amazing to watch.

I hope that I made Daddy proud to have me by his side...even when I get quite and a little shy. I’m sure I will be able to get out of my shell the more I’m exposed to it.

What a wonderful day! Merry Christmas everyone!!

Until tomorrow...

Christmas Cards

Over the years I have seen my share of Christmas cards. From when I was younger watching and looking at all the cards my parents and grandparents would get. I was always in awe at how many cards they would get and once I had my own place I couldn’t wait to get Christmas cards. It was almost like a status symbol ...you know who knew who and who would send you a card...like some sort of weird club.

Over time I have moved so many times...the amount of Christmas cards I receive is literally down to nothing. This year we received 2 cards. Now don’t think what I am saying is in a negative light...the amount is no longer important to me. Times have changed with social media and video calling...you can see updates of your friends and family all the time. You don’t have to wait to see a family picture once per year. You can also message people instantly or make a post to greet all at once.

The sentiment of Christmas cards is missing from social media...I miss the handwriting aspect of it. I miss seeing the stamp on the outside. But even I’m guilty of not sending them any longer. A couple of years ago I made a whole bunch of cards, addressed them and then they sat in my car for a month and never got mailed. After that I never did them again...

But what I have learned is that even though I don’t get many cards or send any cards...it doesn’t define my status, how my Christmas will go or my self worth. I am having one of the best Christmas’s ever being with the one I love...nothing else matters. And when you have happiness...it’s very easy to see all the things you used to worry about were trivial.

Thank you Daddy

Proud...

We have been working extra hard at work over the past couple weeks. We have a huge order that has to go out by today.

I joined this team as their leader about a month ago. Coming into this as the outsider...into a group that was highly skeptical of a new leader...I was unsure how this push to clear the holiday orders would go. With today being the last day to complete the orders for the season...I asked for everyone to give me their best for the last day. And you know what...they did and then some.

I have never been prouder of a team in my life. I saw people from all different walks of life and professions come together to get a job done. Working hand in hand...even when some of them didn’t even speak the same language. Then at the end of it all everyone gave hugs and wished each other Merry Christmas....and included me like I was one of their own and had been forever.

Even though I’m exhausted...I’m so excited that I’m part of a team that is truly a team. It’s been a humbling experience...

Until tomorrow...