We all have them and man has it been one of those days. In theme with last nights blog, sometimes it takes a little shove in the right direction to pull your mood back into alignment. There is nothing more fitting then reminiscing on how I met my prince charming and our fairy tale came to be. So here we go ...
Once upon a time, there was a barmaid. She was nothing spectacular. Of average looking and average intelligence, she worked hard and loved harder. One ordinary day, a gentleman came and sat at her bar. Earlier in the day a mishap had left a nasty gash on her finger and the gentleman offered to treat the wound in exchange for the barmaid having dinner with him. Now this went against all of her better judgment, but there was something very different about this man. It turns out he is a modern day prince charming: handsome, kind, romantic, and slays dragons in the middle east with an M-4. She accepted his offer very cautiously. He fixed her finger,they enjoyed dinner and talked throughout the evening, shared a spectacular good night kiss and parted ways.
Fast forward two months.
The two decided to take a mini vacation together; get out of the city for a few days and get to know each other better without all of the distractions of everyday life. Both were highly cautious, but extremely excited. From the moment that they hit I-45 North, it seemed as though they were the lead characters being cast on the silver screen; it literally felt as though the sound track would be cued at any moment. "If I had a million dollars" started to play on the radio and she turned up her nose. "This is the most annoying song on the face of the Earth," she snarled. "True," he responded, "but, really, who doesn't want a monkey?!?"
They spent a few days exploring the a new city via sights, sounds and tastes. She bought him a stuffed monkey, because, really, who doesn't want a monkey? They enjoyed an afternoon laying on the perfect, kelly green grass of a promenade her head on his chest. The cool breeze tossed around the fragrance from the blossomed trees and caused the modern sculptures to sing to them. They experienced every word of a script written specifically for the two of them, the barmaid and the gentlemen. Later that evening, at a show, she took a deep breath and grabbed his arm prepared to profess her feelings to him, but fear got the best of her and she managed an awkward smile.
The two traveled their home city for a final night in their adventure. She wanted to show him one of her greatest passions - performing music. She was used to singing to a large crowd. She was able to hide behind the lights. It would be the first time she would ever sing to one person. The piano started and the crowed quietened. Everyone in the room disappeared except for the prince. The words came ... "25 years of my life and still" ... she had never felt so exposed and connected to someone. Before she knew it the crowd gave their applause and the song was over. The bar maid ran back to the prince, grabbed his face and told him how she felt about him. In their chairs, on their knees, above everyone else and shared the most incredible kiss. It was official ... he loved her and she loved him.
8 months to the day for which they left for their adventure they were married in a perfect, outdoor military ceremony. She had officially become a princess and he her prince, always and forever. I am truly grateful for my husband. He is all that is good and pure in this world. It is because of him that every moment of every dawn and thereafter I am blessed with a real life happily every after.
I hope that our story made you smile. It improved my mood considerably. I would like to pose a challenge to you. Leave me a comment and tell me of your favorite moment with your spouse or significant other. It can be funny or heartfelt. I will pick a winner on Tuesday and send you something special :0 )