Once Upon a Time

It's interesting how life just takes it's twist and turns without any regard to how it might make things for you. It's hard sometimes to know all the right things to say, and all the right things to do. I hate not knowing if I made the right choice about this or said the right thing about that. But I guess in the end, all that matters is that in the end, whatever choices you made are choices that you are at the very least comfortable with.

I know that when you're a kid, everything looks and seems different. I was a princess in disguise; my mom was the most beautiful queen, and my dad was my protector. I thought that nothing would ever change. Then, as I grew up, my life changed, and so did the way I saw it. I thought that nothing could be worse that realizing that your mom and dad aren't flawless, that seemed to be the hardest thing to cope with. But I was wrong again. Becoming an adult. Now that's the really hard part about life. When you're an adult, for some reason, people think you don't want to believe in fairy tales anymore. I still do; want to believe in fairy tales that is. I want to believe that good will always conquer evil, and that love so strong that it can move mountains really does exist. I want to believe that everything ends with happily ever after.

I'm tired of people thinking that the mystery has to go away because you're an adult now. So I am making a conscious decision to keep the fairy tale alive in the world I live in. :)