Living life that was once only a dream

[AnnieMay]

I was reflecting today about the post that Clare wrote about the little girl inside her that she has cherished for so long.

I think of the female inside me like a third person. I am compelled to treat her with the utmost respect, to be gentle with her and let her emerge as she would like. I want to hold her hand and tell her that I will care for her. Many nights and for many years I have had dreams about this little girl inside of me."

This got me thinking about the many legends in folklore about the poor, neglected, long suffering young girl who remains true and steadfast and later realizes a life beyond her wildest dreams. Perhaps the most popular is that of Cinderella. As a child, I too had a dream that I held in my heart – one I could not share.  But like Cinderella, I also experienced a transformation that has in so many ways been beyond my wildest dream. I live in a beautiful home with wonderful friends and work in the field of my choice. I am respected and loved, and miraculously, that girl inside me has come out of the darkness, and we are now one and the same person.

What is the story of that little girl inside you, and how has she realized her dreams?

[Jessica Merriman]

Mine is still a work in progress, but it started the day she escaped her castle spire. She did thank her protector for all the years he took care of her and let no harm come to her. He was getting tired though and she let him fall asleep knowing he is there if needed to save her from harm. She will repay his kindness by living every day as if it were the last. She knows he is smiling when she is laughing, dancing and loving fully all the people she knows.