Tomorrow
Tomorrow will be a spectacular day. I will wake up before the sun and go to the airport. After keeping people from taking my Daddy’s seat I will let an attendant know that my Daddy is on a flight in and he should be here any minute and we really shouldn’t leave yet. Just as we’re about to leave, my Daddy will walk onto the plane…and take his seat beside me.
We’ll watch The Princess Bride on the flight up. Once we arrive, I plan on begging my Daddy to take me to a park. It looks like such a beautiful park online. I had been hoping for a picnic…but Daddy pointed out how cold it would be up there.
I can’t wait for tomorrow! It’s going to be the bestest day ever!!!
Four Days
In 4 days my Daddy and I will be spending 6 days together. I’m so ridiculously excited. I miss my Daddy so much…and it’s only been a few hours since he’s been gone.
We’re flight out early one morning…ridiculously early. Well, not that early, but I have to wake up super early to get to the airport. On the plane, my Daddy and I are going to watch a movie. We’re watching The Princess Bride. It was my Daddy’s idea. He was pretty shocked I hadn’t seem it yet, but it came out 4 years before I was even born!
While we’re there, my Daddy said we’d go watch the new Dr. Seuss movie. 
I love my Daddy so much. I’ve changed so much because of him…well, not exactly changed, more like I’ve grown. My Daddy has helped me grow.
My Daddy’s life is changing a lot lately. I’m scared of what this change will bring. I’m worried that this change will mean less time with my Daddy in the future.
So…I’m glad we’ll get an entire week together before all of these changes happen. My Daddy says this means we won’t have to rush through certain things. We’ll have time to actually enjoy ourselves…enjoy each other…without as many time constraints. I’m excited to be able to say, “Well, why don’t we do that tomorrow,” knowing that we’ll be together tomorrow. I’ve never really had that. Other than my Daddy’s last visit when he drove back and forth between Tampa, we’ve never really been able to make plans together for our tomorrow. We usually have know short bursts of time together.
This week together will be good for us. I need it. My Daddy needs it. We need it.
Bestest Daddy ever
I have the bestest Daddy ever. I know he won’t admit it, but it’s true. He has so much stuff going on in his life right now, but he always makes sure to take at least a few minutes to make sure I’m ok.
Tomorrow, he’ll drive up here…that’s a 4 hour drive. Then on Tuesday morning we’ll wake up ridiculously early so he could go work an hour and a half away.
Next week, we’ll take our first trip together. I’m so excited…and nervous. I didn’t realize I’d be getting on the plane first. In my mind, my Daddy would have been waiting for me at the airport to escort me over to our gate. Instead, Daddy will have about 20 minutes to make our flight. This means I have to get to the plane first…and make sure nobody takes my Daddy’s seat…and I need to pick a good movie to watch on the plane. It’s barely a 2 hour flight, just long enough for a movie.
I can’t wait to spend an entire week with my Daddy.
Or, more accurately, an entire week in a hotel room waiting for my Daddy to come back from work. 
The trip back is going to suck, though. Mostly for my Daddy since he’s going to have to sit through a 2 hour flight while I cry about leaving him.
It’s ok, though. I have the bestest Daddy ever. He’ll make me feel better. He always does.
Side note, why on earth is it so cold up north? Ugh! I’m not built for cold weather!
Decisions
My Daddy made a tough decision today. He’s leaving his job. He felt it was necessary and he was probably right. I know that everything will work out, but I’m worried of what will happen between then and now.
Daddy has been so stressed lately. I’ve never seen him quite like this. I’m worried about him. I’m worried about what this will mean for us. This past week has been incredible stressful for both of us. For the first time in our relationship I felt like I had to hide my real feelings from my Daddy because he was simply too stressed to deal with them.
But my Daddy is supposed to handle anything. That’s what makes him my Daddy, right?
I guess I’m not happy confronting the reality that my Daddy is only human.
Still, my Daddy made a tough decision because he felt it was the right thing to do. I admire his reasons. I admire my Daddy. He may be only human, but he’s still pretty awesome.
Protected: Dear Daddy
Oh, Daddy…
Tonight, my Daddy tried to say something nice…he really tried.
He’s got some sucky family stuff happening and that means he has to be there to emotionally support his wife. Today, he essentially told me that being my Daddy has made him a better husband. Not exactly what I wanted to hear tonight of all nights. It took everything in me to not cry. I know how he meant it, and I think it was sweet…but the little girl in me just hears that I’ve made him a better husband for his wife…which isn’t a bad thing, but like my Daddy said, it’s a double edged sword. :/
Oh, Daddy, you’d think after 4 decades you would have learned to time things better. :-*
Six months
Today is my 6 month anniversary with my Daddy. He spent the day doing sucky stuff with his wife. I wish we had spent the day together. I can’t wait to webcam with him tonight. I hope he can talk for a while…and I hope I don’t do anything to disappoint him today.
Oh, Oh, Oh, To Touch And …
Oh, Oh, Oh, To Touch And Feel A Girl’s Vagina, Sweet Heaven
-Things I memorize for class
Restrictions
My Daddy had placed certain restrictions on me. I wasn’t allowed to use my toys or cum without him. I wasn’t exactly happy about it. I was really shy over the phone and on cam. It was really difficult at first. My Daddy was so incredibly patient those first couple of times.
Last night, I asked my Daddy to clearly define these restrictions so that I wouldn’t accidentally disobey him. He responded by removing all of my restrictions.
I understand his reasons and I appreciate them. He essentially said that because he wasn’t available to help me fulfill my needs he would be removing the restrictions. I am now free to use my toys and cum as I please.
How come I’m not happy? This is what I’ve been wanting all along. I wanted the freedom to masturbate whenever I felt the need. But I didn’t want it for this reason. I wanted this freedom because my Daddy felt I had earned it…not because he felt he couldn’t meet his obligations anymore. This just leaves me feeling uncared for…un-taken care of. I feel like I’m getting less and less of my Daddy.
None of this is because of his lack of effort. I know he wants to give me more of himself…but he barely has enough of himself left for himself! I’m trying so hard to be his good little girl, but I know I’m going to lash out soon. I can feel it building up inside me. It feels as though my patience isn’t being rewarded.
I know this all sounds terribly selfish…and it is. It’s my blog. This is where I give voice to all of the thoughts I wouldn’t dare say out loud…and yes, there are a few thoughts I wouldn’t even dare type out.
My Daddy and I will be together for spring break. I’m hoping to hold out until then. Well, I’m hoping this doesn’t last quite that long…but I know that a week with my Daddy is much needed. I’m hoping that after a week with him I’ll be all Daddied up for a while so that I can give him the space he needs without complaining so much.
Patience
Last week my Daddy helped me learn patience. This weekend he’s given me plenty of chances to practice being patient.
I really do understand…he’s had wife stuff and work stuff and home stuff to deal with. But I feel like I’m trying so hard to be patient and my Daddy just doesn’t have any time for me. It makes me feel like I’m not a priority in his life…which I guess I always knew. I knew that his family would come first…and I knew that his job was more important, too…but having it made so clear to me over so many days…it hurts.
To be honest, it’s getting to me. I need my Daddy. What’s worse is that he knows I need him. Unfortunately, we both know that he just doesn’t have enough time. He gets about 6 hours of sleep if he’s lucky, but it’s typically less than that…he works all day…he takes care of everyone and he’s left sort of run down at the end of the day.
I hate that he’s had so little time lately. I feel like having earned his collar should have meant more time with him…instead, I can’t stop crying because I feel like I barely get to talk to him anymore.
He said he’d call me when he went shopping, but his daughter called him. So he spent that time talking to her, which I get…I mean, she is his daughter…but that was supposed to be our time. I had really been looking forward to it…instead, I could only talk to him on his drive back. Even he knew that that wasn’t long enough, so he sat in his car a bit longer once he got home.
I know he’s going to read this in the morning. I know he won’t be happy, but it’s not as though he isn’t aware of it. I spent over an hour in the tub…just thinking. I thought of what my life was like this time last year and I thought about what it’s like now and I thought of what I wanted it to be a year from now…something has to change. And it will. I know it will. I know my Daddy isn’t happy with the amount of time we’ve been spending together. He tries so hard to give me the attention I crave…but there just aren’t enough hours in the day.
I love my Daddy…I really do. I wouldn’t wear his collar if I didn’t. My Daddy is trying. For now, that’s all that matters.
