This is a repost from a Tumblr series that I called “My perfect dad.” I’m preserving these older stories and continuing to write new ones available on this site first.

As a reward for my hard work at the gym, my 29-year-old Sir bought me an iPhone. It’s set up to only call and text Sir, and I can’t figure out how to download apps to it, but He made sure I have plenty of music to listen to. 

I listen to Sir’s playlists every day, and when He comes home from work at night, I always have new ideas I want to share with Him. The first was wanting to grow out my beard. Then I wanted to get some tattoos. I wanted Sir to move in with me, and last month, I admitted to Him how much I wanted to take early retirement from my finance job and become a full-time househusband. Each time, Sir has been so accommodating and encouraging. Sir truly cares about Me. 

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