I have noticed something new in me lately, I am starting to find joy in little everyday things. A lot of that joy is coming from being of service to my Daddy. I highly enjoy going to the grocery store to pick out the perfect ingredients for the perfect meal, I am enjoying taking care of myself physically because it’s important to him, I enjoy remembering to have little things at my house that he likes, such as his favorite chewing gum. The list could go for a while.
For several years before Daddy, I had lost all joy in those things. I wouldn’t go to the store, I’d instacart, I wouldn’t cook anymore, I would DoorDash, I wouldn’t exercise or even pay attention to my diet, and for heaven’s sake sometimes I wouldn’t even wash my hair or shave my legs. Yes, I was with my former but he never acted like it mattered to him, thus it didn’t matter to me.
The result of being with Daddy is a much brighter and happier me. My son has noticed, my mother noticed, and I notice too. This is proof of what happens when you’re in a healthy dynamic, the submissive grows and thrives in ways that no one can predict.
I am grateful every single day for this man, and I truly feel like the luckiest girl in the world.