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Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Winds-day (Brrrrrr....)


First of all, I want to tell you all that I am very caught up in the whole Princess wedding thing, especially since I'm attempting to plan one of my own.  I don't obsess over it, but I do find that I am browsing pictures of Kate Middleton regularly of late.  I can't help it!  She looks so absolutely happy!  I do think it ironic that we (as a society) are spending so much time looking at what she is wearing; admiring it, copying it, writing about it...

History tells us of a time when we didn't look so kindly on such lavish lifestyles, even by royalty.  But alas, she's just a Princess, she should get to enjoy it.  I certainly do.

Enjoy the read, it is a snip-it of my own history.

I am very thankful to have my Prince Charming. He was my first love...WAAAAY back in 1994. You should have seen us. Everyone knew it too. You could just look at us and tell. So why on earth would two people who love each other so much just end it? There is quite a bit of debate about the "reason" we broke up, but I know the truth now. As much as I wanted to have that "rescue", I had to rescue myself first. Even though I knew without a doubt that he loved me more than anything, I still didn't feel the fairy tale was complete. So, in my youthful ignorance, I went off searching for the “Happily Ever After”. Here’s how my fairly tale went…

“Once upon a time, there was a silly girl who only bought into one side of the story. She thought she could just have her prince, and children and castle and she would live happily ever after. Boy was she wrong!”

The Universe (religiously neutral) decided to teach me a lesson. At the time, I thought Karma (for the lack of a better term) was kicking my behind for continuing to make ridiculous choices. So, what did I learn (finally)? I learned to love myself. I learned to look in the mirror and see a beautiful person looking back, and know that I didn’t need anyone else to tell me that (even though it is nice to hear). I learned to be giving, even when I had nothing to give, and forgiving even when I was short on forgiveness. I was rescued from the illusion that I needed another person to make me whole and didn’t have to invest any time into myself.

PLEASE NOTE: I am not saying I don’t need a partner or anything like that, so keep reading…

I finally understood that in order to find my “Happily Ever After”, I needed the love of TWO people; me and my prince. With this realization firmly planted in my heart, mind and soul, the most unexpected thing happened; the Universe (again, religiously neutral here) gave back my Prince Charming. He actually did rescue me, as much as I have rescued him. We’ve always loved each other, even during all of those years apart.

When we were reunited after thirteen years, we exchanged shoe boxes of items we had kept from the wonderful times we had together. There were movie ticket stubs, love letters, pictures, flowers, a ring, a necklace, and random notes written on tiny scraps of paper….Later, we admitted that we had carried a picture of one another in our wallets, secretly, for all these years (I carried our prom picture but have a larger version framed). 

I am living Happily Ever After

This is the first ring he ever gave me.  He kept it and gave it to me for Mother's Day last year.

You can see how worn it is from being in his wallet for so many years.  He still carries it now too!  

2 comments:

Brenda Bowers said...

Beautiful fairy tale come true. BB

Anonymous said...

Wonderful love story! Happy Mother's Day, Erin!!
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