After years of coming to grips with the fact
that I am not living in a fairy tale.
*That after the prince takes you to the castle,
you will have to do his laundry
and clean said castle...
*That the Coach needs a regular oil change
and breaks down in subzero weather...
*That it's hard to find any good footmen these days,
and why would I need one anyway...
*That "happily ever after" cannot be sustained forever.
***That I have to be MY OWN FAIRY GODMOTHER!!!!
Really not the worst revelation--
I've had years to get used to this idea.
Probably started when I would get to the end of a
"My Life Will Be Perfect When......." moment
And discover that yes, I had that
college degree/job/husband/home/kids/retirement...
BUT still not "Perfect", Not "Ever After"
(But really still very, very nice.)
And I didn't have to wait around for that Fairy Godmother
To appear and grant all these outlandish wishes,
BECAUSE I WAS MY OWN FAIRY GODMOTHER!
As Glinda The Good Witch told Dorothy
at the end of her travels down that yellow brick road
(and WHY couldn't she have told her this at the beginning?):
"You had the power all along, my dear."
I have always held the wand, had the power,
to grant my own wishes,
to dream and then go after that dream,
To be happy with the ever after
That is RIGHT NOW",
to be oh-so-grateful for that "right now".
Because that is the true power...
That knowing you are holding the wand
And you can wave it as wildly and strongly as you want.
That you have a nice orthepedic pair of Ruby Slippers,
And can (slowly) click them together at will.
The TRUE Fairy Tale
is having my own (worn out) Wand
And clicking my own (scuffy) Ruby Slippers
Happily
Ever
After!
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