flashback friday 2007...

I wrote the following on November 26th, 2007. It was an interesting little piece but the original meaning was no longer relevant so I decided to re-write it...enjoy.
Once upon a time there was a baby girl born into a miserable family. She was a gift but unfortunately her family could not see her light and love and didn’t know how to love her. Her mother preferred her sister. Her father preferred every other child and her sister disliked her altogether. She grew up believing this was love. She kept pouring love into them hoping it would be returned but it wasn’t. She was never chosen.

Soon the baby grew to be a child and went to school where she found people treated her the same way. Her friends didn’t quite know how to love her and would choose other friends over her or play evil games like “Whoever talks to her first is a bitch.” This made her very sad but she kept her chin up, knowing someday she would find true love just like Cinderella.

Cinderella and the little girl had a lot in common. They both grew up in horrible homes without good mothers. They both had mean sisters and the little girl knew, that just like Cinderella, one day her prince would come and save her.

The little girl grew up to be a young woman and every time a man came into her life she latched onto him assuming it was her prince, desperate to be saved but in the end they would leave choosing other people, just like her parents always did. Each time she thought about killing herself to punish everyone for not loving her.


Years went by and the pattern repeated itself until one day she got pregnant. She tried to make her baby’s daddy into a prince but he remained a frog. The baby was the perfect vessel to pour her love in and she did. She hoped the baby would fill her emptiness but he could not because it was not his job, and everyone knows no one can fill someone else’s emptiness. The woman started to lose hope. Her light dimmed.

Then one day, a fairy Godmother appeared. The woman wanted to know when her prince would come and when she heard not for several years she started to cry. The Fairy Godmother had other plans and poured love into the woman and taught her about self-love.

The woman took a spiritual journey inward discovering she was the co-creator of her life. She realized she chose her family. She chose her painful relationships. Everything in her life she chose so she decided to create something different. She made different choices and soon the woman found faith and lightness never experienced before. And yet her lessons were far from over. For you see, the mind can know something but until the soul experiences it the lesson is not complete. Our heroin still felt the need to be saved.

She met him from across a crowded a room. It was love at first sight. She finally found her prince and she was going to marry him. She wanted to prove to her family and her baby’s daddy that she was lovable. She planned a wedding and bought a fairytale wedding dress but the fantasy didn’t last long. She soon discovered frightening skeletons in his closest so she broke up with him. She realized their love was not true love but love manifested from need.

So she went on and continued writing, working, building friendships, studying with her Fairy Godmother, chopping wood, carrying water, keeping her nose down focused on the tasks at hand, forgetting about her fantasies and fairytale endings until one day she looked up and discovered she had a created a wonderful life of love and friendship and she no longer needed to be saved.

And that is when her prince walked in…and on their second date, he even rode a white horse.