The
Fairytale
I think as women, we all have some secret fantasy or
fairytale in our minds. We were read these wonderful stories of love conquering
all when we were growing up, and we want so badly for those tales to be true.
We want that fairytale ourselves. We want to believe in the magical kingdom and
the knight in shining armor. Sadly, it isn’t true.
I can remember my own fairytale. I always believe
that I would grow up to become a famous write one day. I would do teaching just
for fun. I would live in a moderate sized house with 3 bathrooms, 4 bedrooms, 3
kids and a husband who absolutely adored me.
Well, now I’m grown. Now, I don’t live in my dream
house with the 3 bathroom, 4 bedrooms, and the little nook where I write my
books. I don’t have 3 kids. I did have 2 kids. And, suddenly, I have a rumbustious
little kitty cat.
I am a write. I have had the privilege of writing
online for Yahoo and Helium. I do have some book on Amazon. I also have the privilege
to start my own online store on Teacher Pays Teachers. I have gotten to write
for my local newspaper from time to time.
I did not get to walk down the aisle in a beautiful
white dress with the man of my dreams. I have not met the man of my dreams. I
have learned that there is no knight in shining armor. There are only choices
we make.
As an African American woman, my chances of getting
married are slimmer than women of other races. I know I’m going to get in
trouble for saying these, but I sometimes wonder if I am wasting my time with
African American men. I constantly ask myself why can’t they just “man up”.
Anyway, I would love to just live in the fantasy. I
would love to live in the beautiful house with wonderful husband and the great
kids. I would be so great to come home from a wonderful day at work to the
welcoming arms of a man who loves me…and who I love. I must add that I must love him too.
Ah…yes. Now, I get to make a quick and fabulous dinner
for the family. We get to all sit down and eat together as a family.
Oh, the kids…one son is grown and on his own.
However, he is not living up to the dream I had for him. I wanted him to
grow-up and go off to college. I wanted him to get a great job and be
financially stable. Well, since he just graduated from high school only 2 years
ago, there is still hope that he will go to college instead of going to work
full-time. My youngest son is still in school and doing fine.
Well, it was great to live in the fantasy. Now, it’s
time to head back to the reality. Who knows? Maybe, one day the fantasy will
come true.
