I don't think I realized how I had chosen to live. I'm not sure it was a conscious choice, although I thought it was. Looking back I think it may have been more of a way of protecting myself, but maybe it was the universe telling me to hang in there. To wait because something I could not dream of was coming my way.
Ray Bradbury wrote, Something Wicked This Way Comes. The macabre thoughts come easily to my mind. The sweeter ones always seem like they were meant for someone else.
Until now.
Right now I am living the fairy tale. It barely feels real to me, because it is almost everything I ever dreamed of. I say almost because there is still a part of me that says this can't be happening and that tiny shred of doubt mars what is otherwise the most beautiful moment I have ever ever known.
I am still a simple woman. I think I will always be that, but for the first time in my life I feel valued for that. It seems it is enough to be who I am, whatever that is. No fairy tale I ever read has said that.
I don't need to morph into a beautiful girl with blond hair and glass slippers. I don't need to become famous for my writing or wit. I don't need to be anything except who I am and that is enough! How amazing is that?
I value a person I admire and respect so much that I cannot doubt him. The very things that drew me to him make it necessary for me to also trust what he thinks of me.
One day I posted a comment from deep within my heart and out of that moment this amazing journey began. How could I have ever known!
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