Wheel-barrowed on Daddy's lap, tears filling my eyes, my breath in deep, shuddery gulps as Daddy had just set the paddle to the side and was rubbing and speaking softly in the pause. "I know it hurts, baby. I'm so proud of how well you take your spankings, even the ones that are very owie. You please me. Thank you for your gift of submission."
And the damn burst
And the tears fell
and the words I could not speak
Thank you for the gift of your dominance
Thank you for the gift of your arms
Thank you for your love
Thank you for being a safe place for the first time ever in my long life
Thank you for lifting burdens from my shoulders that I have long borne
Thank you for leading our family
Thank you for loving my children - our children
Thank you for home
Thank you for the gift of discovery
Thank you for the freedom to be who I am at my core
Thank you for the gift of acceptance
Thank you for the gift unconditionality
Thank you for the gift of being small
Thank you for the loving me - against all odds
Thank God for the gift of you.
I love you, my Daddy.
So many words escape me, thank you, my heart, my soul, my best friend for the deepest, most sublime gift of your love, thank you for your soft, sweet, unconditional heart and the words that bring me back to us each and every time. You bring me so many blessings and I thank you for all of them. You are my everything!