
Originally Posted by
LeftWriteFemme
June 6
THE ONE I BOUGHT
There are fairy tales I never gave credence to. Multiple bear stories don’t move me. Cats with footwear have not warranted a second thought. True love-----now that one I still buy hook, line and sinker. Work hard and true love will fix the rest; that is what I have always believed. The evil spell I have walked under during my sad little life will be broken only by the durable and all-fulfilling love of my betrothed. Each time this plan fell through, the blame was leveled at the wrongness of the match but not the wrongness of the plot. Anytime I work to be restored to sanity by one person, I have displaced a rightful power and thrown myself to the sea.
Let a whisker width of optimism carry your day.
Yours in sobriety,
Sherrie
Well, yet again,
Miss Sherrie,
you have struck at the heart
of just what I need to hear.
I think I have spent my whole life
looking at the fairy tales about true love
and believing whole-heartedly...
First, as a little girl who was adopted at birth,
I would sit next to the road daydreaming that
my real mother and father
(a queen and king, of course
or possibly famous film stars?)
would be driving up any time in their limosine
to take me back where I belonged,
because obviously,
I was adopted out after being kidnapped from them.
Then as a teenager/young woman,
looking for Prince Charming,
kissing a lot of toads along the way.
And finally,
in my older and supposedly wiser years,
responding to a more modern fairy tale,
I became Ruth,
searching for my Idgie.
I suppose that an addiction to true,
romantic love will always be my burden,
for I haven't found a treatment program for that yet,
nor a 12-step program.
But I am slowly learning that my Higher Power
must lead me first and foremost,
and that once I begin to love myself,
I will be able to find what I need from another.
I will hold onto that whisker of optimism today...
Maybe I will have the wherewithal to find enough optimism
by the end of the week to make an entire mustache,
thin though it may be?
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