In fact, over the past few days it has been particularly difficult.
On my way home tonight, I was thinking how stupid it was to believe in all of that stuff anyway. After all, what other 40 year old still thinks about the silly things she dreamed of as a little girl as if they might be just a little bit real?
I walked in the door to an empty house. There was a note from John that he was at the gym. And on my dresser, this.
When I pushed the button, Cinderella began to sing, then paused and said, "What a beautiful princess you are!"
Sometimes timing is everything. And men who look like computer consultants are really princes in disguise.
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What a prince...cudos to John.
Lynette
How sweet of your husband!
AAAWWW! How romantic! You are so blessed, sweet princess.
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