Fairy Tales

When I was young, in my heart of hearts, I knew I wanted to grow up and be pretty, and find a nice guy and be married. My problem was, I didn't think I was ever going to be pretty, so I grew up far from your typical girl in most ways. I climbed trees and carried around a jack knife. My dad taught me how to shoot guns and swing an ax, catch, kill and gut fish. I swung hard and kicked harder. I must have figured that if I wasn't going to be pretty, my life was going to be harder, and so I better learn how to manage. Which I did.
But, I still wanted the fairy tale. I wanted the perfect first kiss, and the Disney-style first true love, and a happily ever after ending.
Being a rough and tumble girl, some these things happened a little bit late for me, since most boys probably figured they would probably get punched if they tried to kiss me. To be fair, most of them were right.
At any rate, life has taught me many thing regarding my fairy tale.
There is no such thing as a perfect first kiss. Yes, yes, it may make your heart flutter, but it is awkward, and messy. Then you have to figure out how you behave with each other afterward, ugh.
And please, correct me if I'm wrong, but Disney is a little unrealistic in the love department. After the initial knight in shining armor feeling, even if you are thoroughly swept off your feet, reality is... different. And while Princess may have loved being put on a pretty pedestal, it is way better to see eye to eye with someone.
As for the happily ever after? Well, thats a matter of opinion I suppose. At least, trials in real life don't usually involve battling a witches or overcoming evil spells. But most of us don't get to ride into the golden sunset on the back of a white steed. Fortunately I prefer palominos.
Life, is not a fairy tale. Fairy tales don't hurt, they don't disappoint, don't make you cry. But, the best parts about life, are way, way better then the best parts of a fairy tale.