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My Fairy Tale

3 Jul

My fairy tale isn’t filled with a Prince Charming, sweeping me off my feet unexpectedly, and galloping away on his white steed to a faraway castle living happily ever after (which includes what I’m not sure – probably 14 children and 7 mistresses, but that’s just speculation).

My Prince Charming is a little less charming and a little more socially awkward with a dash of shy and a bit of introvert. Our white steed is us walking up the road a bit to the general store to get ice cream push-pops and soda, because we forgot to go shopping [again]. My happily ever after is laughing with each other and at each other, and being goofy and spontaneous, and travelling the world together, and trying that new restaurant we’ve never eaten at, loving our pets because children are gross, and staying up late because we don’t have to get out of bed the next morning, and surprising each other with breakfast anyway. I’ll make him soup when he is sick, and he’ll rub my tummy when it’s my turn. I’ll beat him at every game we play, because he has actually won probably about half, but who is keeping score anyway?

We will be the perfect team.

The Changing of the Seasons

27 Sep


It’s that time of year again…fall. Often fondly known as Autumn.

It is the favorite time of year of many. Everywhere I go people remark how beautiful it is and how much they love it. And I’m inclined to agree.

But no. It isn’t.

My brain says I love it. I step outside and the sun is at an angle that makes the whole world feel warmer and cozier. The trees are turning brilliant shades of golds and oranges and reds. The nights are cool, but the days are still warm. It’s absolutely brilliant.

My heart, however, does not seem to agree.

When I step outside, I get this horrible sinking feeling. I want to go for a walk or take the dog out, or just sit outside, but I can never bring myself to do so. Sometimes I just want to cry, but most of the time I just want to run back inside and close myself up from the world…maybe take a nap until summer. I wanted to go look at the aspens changing colors today, but then I changed my mind. Decided I didn’t want to leave my house or see people. Then, I feel like I’ve wasted a perfectly beautiful day by spending it inside doing nothing.

That is why fall isn’t my favorite.

What’s your favorite season? Are you ready for another year to be over?