A Moment of Escape

After my divorce, I turned to a kind-hearted man who offered me something neither marriage nor solitude could provide. We never used labels like 'Daddy' or 'Mommy', but our arrangement was unmistakably DDLG in nature. In the midst of caring for him and being cared for, there were moments that felt like an escape from reality, a brief respite where adult responsibilities melted away. Our encounters, while not explicit here, left me breathless with a mix of exhilaration and relief, marking a chapter that helped me navigate my divorce's aftermath.