Happily Ever After...

I was shocked when getting ready for our usually movie night out my boys both said they wanted to go see "Tangled." I pretty much wrote it off as a "girl" movie, but they said they heard it was really good & wanted to go..."PLEASE!!!" Ok then.

I actually loved it. The animation is amazing and the characters are fun, but more I think I just found myself in it...haha, not so much as the long-haired, beautiful blonde (spoiler alert: Flynn really prefers brunettes...haha), but more just my life in general.



I tend to keep myself secluded way up in my tower. My life is good. I have blessings beyond measure. I have my 2 boys to keep me happy and entertained. In general, it's very comfortable...plus, it's just safer there.

There aren't mean people to hurt me...

...but then again, there aren't any people there at all. I realize that I feel like there is a part of me that feels empty and I know I need to open myself up again for the possiblity of something more...



I build-up the nerve, throw caution into the wind, and jump out into the world...

I will say I usually am pretty darn good at looking past exteriors. I'm willing to listen and be friends with pretty much anyone. I always end up meeting the most interesting people. I love to hear about all of their dreams and goals...

Trust me, I meet plenty who try to use the "smolder."

(Haha, Dylan loves to do this to me when he wants something. He always has a little grin when he announces he is doing "the smolder" for me, so I'm pretty sure he knows the most it is accomplishing is making me laugh.)

...pretty much I see right through the schmooze and it doesn't have much effect on me.

...but every now and then I do meet someone that catches me off guard and pulls me out of the darkness...

I tend to be sarcastic and not very trusting, but if I see that someone's hurt or in need...well, I can't help myself. The iron doors unlock, the walls come down, and my heart softens so that I can offer a compassionate ear, a helping hand, and a caring heart....

Without asking, I tend to do whatever I can to help "save" this person (despite who they are or what they've done), usually at the risk of getting harmed myself.





As you can imagine, I usually end up taking most of the blows and getting hurt. I'm sure you're all thinking, "well, you were the idiot that put yourself in the situation in the first place." Yep, I did. I'm naive in thinking that somehow I am the one who will make a difference this time. I typically keep hearing the same things again and again...

"told you so",

"you really shouldn't waste your time on that person...

they don't deserve you" , or

"don't feel bad, that was a lost cause anyway"

...that last one always breaks my heart the most...

...but maybe one time this won't be the case.

Maybe one time,

when they tell me

I am the most amazing person,

they'll believe it.

They will want to do

whatever it takes

to make me happy.

...then maybe I'll get to trade in my lonely tower for the kingdom...

...and I'll live happily ever after.