It's true. Despite my upbringing, and I use that term loosely, I believed that there was a prince for every girl. I dreamed, although I never truly believed it would come true, that the prince did exist and would come trotting in on his white horse and save the day.
I dreamed that he would be the guy who would wash his wife's car at least once a month and make sure that she never sullied her hands with outdoor dirt. He would also make sure and consistently check to see that her vehicle was in top working order.
The prince would be the caretaker of the royal gardens. He would make sure that it was in showplace condition and a pleasing place to stroll, have great outdoor conversations, and drink delicious hot cocoa.
The prince would never ever allow the princess to touch the royal refuse.
The prince would make sure that what was important to the princess was important to him, because he loved her. It wouldn't have mattered if it wasn't important to him, just that it mattered to him because it mattered to her.
The princess tossed and turned, as if having a nightmare of sorts. She awakens.
There was a pea under the mattress.
Disclaimer: There were no princes injured in the concoction of this tale. Proceed as you would slowing on the freeway to see what the emergency lights are about, look, and then be on your way.
2 comments:
I found you a new job!! You can be a writer. You can tell wonderful stories. Someday that prince will show up.
It's all a dream and found only in story books. You have a loving husband and family. Life may not be perfect but it is worth it. Sometimes it takes a while for those we love to come around once they have strayed. I keep praying and enduring. That day will come. You and your "prince charming" will be together for the eternities. It takes patience, love, endurance, and charm.
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