It was a long shot. Daddy and I were both heading in different directions in the sky. He’s been crazy running around with business, family issues and trips. I haven’t gotten to see him nearly as much as I’d like to, and it has become sad to me. I simply miss him. We talk every day on the phone and through text, but I, being the tactile person I am, need to be touched, kissed, hugged and any other thing you can do to touch me. It had been only a day or so since we all had lunch as a family, but a restaurant is a place you can be only so touchy feeling.
What we found out was we were going to be in the airport around the same time. He made a very special effort to get here early, but the time was growing shorter and I really was hoping to see him. It was only about 15 minutes till I had to board. I got a phone call “Where are you?” I gave him my location and we saw each other. I ran like a Hollywood 40’s romance movie and he grabbed me and lifted my body in the air. He made it and I felt like a very special girl. I was so excited. He took my hand and walked me back to the gate. He kissed me good bye and he smiled as big as I did.
What made it so very special was, it didn’t cost a dime. His eyes were twinkling like diamonds. He reached out to me, like I was the most important person in the world. Like I truly mattered (which I know I do.) He made the effort to come and see me. And it was noticeable that I was as important to him as he was to me. We matched. His words and actions matched. He didn’t just say words to me. He showed me. The whole thing may have been 10 minutes but it felt like hours. Why? Because he showed me what his heart was feeling.
Often we have people whose words and actions don’t always align. Sometimes they mean well, but it is a long road to the true emotions. I mattered, I do matter. I will matter for a long time to come. I am wanted, loved and needed. I am his babygirl, his submissive and I am happy. He is my Daddy. I am taken good care of. And I am his. He means the world to me.
When he left and I got on my plane, he texted me. “Do you feel loved?” I smiled. I felt loved. And wanted. And I smiled and I knew. I was his.
Thank you daddy for everything you do. Thank you for being so good at being so good to me. Thank you for everything you do.
I adore you,