Growing up I watched all the Disney movies, especially the ones where the princess gets saved by a handsome prince and they get to live happily ever after. As I got older people would tell me that the whole notion of the fairytale ending is skewed and unrealistic. That my standards have to change now that I’m “grown up”.
I admit, the idea of a handsome gentleman of royal birth riding up to me on a white stallion and whisking me away to his kingdom is far fetched but why can’t I still have MY VERSION of prince charming? Why do fairytales have to be so cookie cutter? Why can’t I believe in my own fairytale?
My fairytale involves a girl (me, obviously) who is quirky, a bit strange at times, and perhaps not the definition of beautiful set my society but is beautiful in her own right… and a man who is also a bit strange at times, mature, playful and strong physically as well as mentally and emotionally.
In my fairytale, the characters support each other in all that they do. They have their own hobbies, friends, and time to themselves but in their hearts they they love each other dearly and couldn’t imagine life without the other
My version of prince charming will bring me into his world and show me things i’ve never seen or experienced but I will do the same for him.
To me all this doesn’t seem unrealistic at all, it is what I want for my life. Perhaps I am picky but if I can’t have my fairytale then so be it.
The end of my story, regardless of who is at the end with me, will have a picture of me smiling, looking forward to the next adventure 🙂