We all grew up listening to fairy tales like Goldilocks and the three bears…
From Jack, who climbed the beanstalk, to Rapunzel, who let down her hair.
As we snuggled safe, secure and happy neath the covers of our bed…
tales of kings and queens and castles are the stories our parents read.
We dreamed we’d be that king or queen…to take a partner…a husband…a wife
where from our castle we’d rule our kingdom with compassion
and live a long and happy life.
Growing up, although we left those nightly fairy tales behind,
the memories of those moments with our parents never left our minds.
And, just like in the fairy tales…we fell in love with someone…
“I love you!” We exclaimed…
I will treat you like a king…or queen…they answered, “I will do the same.”
Our little house became our castle…filled with joy and love and laughter
and our fairy tale, as we expected, has us living happily ever after.
We begin this circle with our own children
when each evening we kiss them on their heads
then sit down, as a family, and read fairy tales in their beds.
We have found over the years those fairy tale memories will keep
whether it’s a single parent…
a woman and a man…
two women…or two men…who read their children to sleep.
Because when it comes to fairy tales
all that matters…is that love is behind the message we are sending…
for it is love…and and only love…
that writes a happy ending.
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