Just believe..

When i was a little girl, my parents took me to see Peter Pan in the theater.. it wasn't something that happened very often (seeing movies in theaters!) there just wasn't enough money left over at the end of the month........

i must have been 3 or 4 when i saw the movie.. it was my first.. and has been my life long favourite.. There was just something about Peter Pan never growing up that hit home with me... and now years later i tend to say i have a "Peter Pan" complex.. i never want to grow up.

Maybe my love of fairies came from that movie.. Tinkerbell was my favourite character.. ohhhhhh how i dreamed of having my own tinkerbell who would spread fairy dust on me and make me fly.. i could see myself flying around my bedroom and swooping out the window...........

and i remember the saddest part of the movie.. when Tinkerbell was poisoned and dying.. and Peter Pan looked right out at me!! and asked if i believed in fairies.. and if i did i had to clap .. or shout or something - i honestly don't remember what was said.. i DO remember clapping my hands so hard they hurt.. with tears running down my face.. Tinkerbell just couldn't die !!!!

For some strange reason .. i woke early this morning.. feeling like i needed to "believe" today.. i needed everyone to believe in fairies.. well not fairies per say.. but in fairy tales... because this relationship with Sir is an awful lot like a fairy tale for me.. and i have always wanted a "happy ever after" ending..It has been two weeks since Sir walked out of the house... it has been two weeks since i was forbidden to have any contact with Him..Today He is coming here after lunch and we are gonna "talk" ...

and i am nervous and want to believe.. i really want to believe in fairies and fairy tale endings......... i am clapping can you hear me??