Benjamin and I went to his best friend’s birthday party today.
After Sydney, who’s just four-years-old, opened her fourth princess doll, her grandmother looked at me and said, “When we were girls, we didn’t have all of this princess stuff. Look it’s every where – this idea that some man is going to come kiss you and everything will be fine! The happy ending! Yeah right. What are you girls going to do?”
What she meant was – how in the hell will we ever be able to get this out of our heads?
Here’s one way to do it. Be a single mom for a day. Or a month, or two years.
You’ll quickly be brushing prince charmings aside for a man who is responsible, kind, compassionate and yes, sexy. And they do exist. They’re real men. But they’re not going to come kiss us and make it all better. We realize this.
Don’t we? I hope you do. That will make it easier … I promise. One foot in front of the other my lovelies.
Back Up Posts
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