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.

Thursday, January 24, 2013

No Words Can Explain

...how much he is missed.

 Is this a good idea?  What does this scripture mean?  Which kind should I buy?  How do I do that?  Is this what you would do?  Should I wait?  Is it broken?  Can it be fixed?  What should I say?  Are all guys like that?  Should I invest?  Who do I call?  Which is the best kind?  Am I doing the right thing?   Are you proud of me, Dad?

Wishing I had his wisdom and patience. 


In Bliss & Grace, Shugie

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  1. AnonymousJanuary 28, 2013 at 5:40 PM

    I have no idea how he would answer any of those questions except the last one. "Yes"

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