Sometimes, I feel like I need an actual submit button. Sometimes, I fight submission tooth and nail. Sometimes, I feel like submitting is just giving in. Sometimes.
Other times, most of the time, I can think of nothing but submitting. Every morning I make the bed, I silently reflect on how I want the day to go…with the kids, with life, with Sir. Lately, my reflection is more about my submission. How can I be better? How can I submit and please Him when He is at work all day? How can I quiet the negative words in my head? I’m happiest when submitting, so why in the world do I put up such a fight?
I think about these things daily. I’ve always been a pretty happy girl, but only in this last year have I found true contentment. I never understood I wasn’t content until I gave my submission. Now, I cannot fathom my world without D/s or feeling that life-altering contentment it brings.
I will be in control of my actions, doing everything with true purpose.
I will take hold of my sharp tongue, making sure my words lift up and speak the language of my soul.
I will pay special attention to my thoughts, letting go of insecurities and focusing on my beautiful life.
I will be thankful for every single blessing, big and small, and toss everything else to the wind.
It is going to be a good day.