When I was a little girl, I believed in fairy tales... that fantasy of what life would be. White dress, a prince charming who would carry me away to a castle on a hill. I would lie in bed at night and close my eyes and had complete and utter faith. Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, Prince Charming, they were so close I could taste them, but one day the fairy tale disappeared. It's hard to let go of that fairy tale entirely because we all have that smallest bit of hope, of faith, that one day we will open our eyes and it will come true. Then one day you realize that the fairy tale may be slightly different than you dreamed. The castle, well, it may not be a castle. This life, with all of its complexities, may be the fairy tale after all, because the journey is the best part. It's Happily Ever After...right now.
Friday, July 27, 2012
Blonde Magic
I love this! It reminds me of my high school BFF and the magnificent dreams we had of all that we would accomplish as adults. Day-to-day reality takes over and those dreams get pushed aside. I want to feel that naive optimism again. I want to believe that dreams are still possible and that I really can make anything happen...
In Bliss, Shugie
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