I received this today from a beautiful young mother and asked if I could post it. She said I could.
Once upon a time, there was a beautiful man who fell in love with a beautiful woman, fiery and tender, and she fell in love back at him. They became king and queen of a small castle and had four daughters, maidens wondrous fair, fearless and bold, with hair of sunshine gold, eyes like the sea that sparkled soft and blue or turned cold, dark and stormy.
Tales of their wit and beauty spread far and wide across land and sea. With just a touch of their fingertips, they could make anything beautiful. They spread joy and peace to the good and rained judgement and terror on the evil.
Each daughter was so captivating whichever one you were gazing upon at that moment seemed more fair than the rest. Farm boys and warriors, moneylenders and knights, lip-flappers and princes came to court them. The maidens wedded knights as beautiful and brave as themselves and gave birth to many children with very odd names.
Far, far away, in a distant island, there lived a plain dark girl who liked to read and dream. An apprentice boy over the sea magicked her and she appeared in his little village as his wife. She did not know how it happened and could not return to her home. She grew sad and fat and timid.
Many things happened, witches and poisons, and exorcisms, and dragons, and fire, and starvation and tribulations, and valiant princesses with beautiful knights who vanquished all. But that is another story for another time. (There was also a tall, moody, mute who started appearing randomly and then stuck around and asked to be in this story. But that is also another story.)
The plain, dark girl was saved from all the scary stuff, adopted by the king and the queen, and started a new life with the apprentice boy. The queen taught her how to be happy again, and how to cook, and the eldest princess taught her how to shop and dress. The king showed the apprentice boy how to become a king on his own someday. And then the enterprising queen and her daughters started a blog of beauty
Thank you for reminding us that God gives us fairytales on this dragon-filled earth. I love how beautifully and cleverly written this is- just like the artistic soul who wrote it.
This made me cry. Well written!
This made me cry too, actually ball my eyes out. It’s wonderful to have such loyal friends.
I had to make one more comment because this has been bothering me ever since I read about the “plain, dark girl”. I once heard her referred to as an “exotic bird” and that’s how I’ve always thought of her– a beautiful creature, strange and wonderful, that might feel a little out of place at times.
aww:) What a great story terri! You girls are amazing. Such a creative group. Maybe my creativity will return when everyones married!! Miss you all so much. I cherish the memories…they are a treasure.