Once Upon a Time...

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In a suburb about an hour West of Boston, there lived a girl named Iz. It was her birthday month, which was celebrated with no less than three parties. And, her birthday month culminated in her being a princess at the Father-Daughter Winter Ball held tonight!

I was elated that Iz loved her birthday so much, because I was a big believer in birthdays. You don’t ignore them and pretend they’re not there. They should truly be a huge celebration of you and your life.

This morning, I was asked, “Mom, is the dance tonight?” I told Iz, “Yes, tonight is the night!” She said, “I asked Daddy what he is wearing. He said a t-shirt and jeans. I know he’s just kidding! He is kidding, right?” I assured her he was.

When I got her off the bus today, I reminded her that we had to go get her hair done, do her nails, and then she was off to the dance. Instead of shouting with glee, she rolled up her National Geographic magazine, ran after Noah and his friend, and then proceeded to whack them with it. I said, “Iz, stop it!” as she giggled and they ran away.

At this point, she wasn’t acting the princess part I thought she would be by now; however, I had to love the fact that she loved racing down the street after the boys when I knew she would be all caught up in lip gloss and sparkles in two hours. She’s every woman, and I definitely love that about her.

Here’s the pre-princess transformation.



Once we got to Donna's (our hairdresser), she was a changed woman. Suddenly, she sat still, glanced in the mirror every five minutes, asked questions about where a barrette would go, and watched her hair transform. She then said to me, “Mommy, this looks so good, doesn’t it!”



Donna said, “I want everyone to want to take a picture with you and your Dad tonight!” Iz then said, “Mom and I have lots of fans.” Donna said, “You do?” Iz said, “We have lots of fans…on our blog!”

No matter who you are and where you are in your life, I still think most women love to be treated like a princess every now and then. Tonight, I saw Iz glow, and it wasn’t just because she looked beautiful; it was because she had a man beside her who loved her unconditionally. And, I think that’s all any girl wants.



And though I’m too old and too late for a dance with my Dad, a prom, or most anything else like that, I felt like a princess, too. One of my friends, Bill, said, “Your work may be as yet somewhat undiscovered but it's outstanding work and I enjoy reading every word!” This week, Iz and I conquered the princess world. She was the Princess of her Dad’s heart; I was the Princess of Words. ♥



Happy Weekend!

You Have a Friend for Life Note: At 2:55pm, I stood at the corner waiting for Iz's bus. I then saw Betsi's car at the bus stop. Her door opened and she got out. This had never happened before. She then walked up to me and said, "I just wanted to say Hi, Jean." I said, "Hi," and then we began to talk about the weather.

When the bus rumbled down the road, she said, "Nice talking to you." As she walked back to her car, I thought, "That was a huge effort for her. I was truly loved just then." And, today, I am lucky to be loved and most importantly as a Princess! ♥