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I Am Cinderella
I dream that I am Cinderella and I am running and running and I have lost my glass slippers and I have lost my dresses. I have lost everything because the man I loved has taken it all away.
The next morning, I start walking back to the castle to reclaim my dresses, my glass slippers and my books.
I will tell him, “I want everything but the castle, the crown and you, my Prince.”
One day later…and there is a new Princess in my place. She is beautiful and she is young and she has my slippers, she has my books, she has my dresses, she has my castle, she has my crown and she has my Prince.
I tell her that she can keep it all except my slippers, my dresses and my books.
Wait! I am Cinderella and I will clean his dirty ashes no more.
Yes, I am Cinderella and I am beautiful and I will flee from this dark castle.
I don’t need the damn slippers. No, I don’t need anything that I left behind when I ran away.
Now I understand, I have everything that I need in my heart and he can keep the castle, the crown, the slippers, the dresses and my books.
I turn and I walk away. I am no longer naked. I have found my old dresses and my old shoes in a shack behind the castle.
I see my grown son walking toward me and I say, “I’m sorry. I can’t stay. I feel as if I won a million dollars last night.”
He says, “Then you have to go and do what you do and be wonderful, use your wonderful, Mom.”
“I didn’t do anything wrong,” I tell him as he hugs me.
“That’s okay, it doesn’t matter if you did. It’s fine, as long as you’re happy.”
I don’t want to leave him and as I walk away, I’m glad I told him I was as happy as if I had found a million dollars, because he understands money, but my freedom is worth so much more than a million dollars.
At last. Freedom. I have found my wings. I can fly.
I have my old dresses and I have my old shoes and I am still Cinderella.
The Prince can keep the castle and all the belongings.
I have my freedom and I can feel my glitter returning.
I cried in the castle because I was sad, but now I am happy and I am free.
My heart is torn to shreds, lying in pieces on the ground, but my soul, oh thank you God, my soul is healing.
The castle is behind me, the Prince and all of my belongings are in the hands of another woman, my shoes are old, but who needs new?
I sigh as I slip the last reminder off my finger, the gold wedding band that once upon a time, made me feel proud when it shone in the sun.
For just a moment…I hold it in my hand.
Then, I fling it over the water fall, watching it disappear.
Let the Prince buy her a new ring.
I run and I run and I am me, I am Cinderella.
Jeanne Marie
…and I would throw snowballs at your bedroom window at midnight…
I wish I lived in a little New England farmhouse with the wood stove burning and a fire in the fireplace. Beans would be cooking on the wood stove, snow would be falling outside my window and you, living right down the street.
I would sneak over and I would throw snowballs at your bedroom window at midnight so you would come out to see who it was and then I would dance in the snow under the moonlight and it wouldn’t hurt because the cold snow would make my foot pain better, and you would shiver in your doorway and say, “Get in here, you idiot!”
I would grab two icicles from your front window and dance into your warm kitchen and we would have hot chocolate with pink marshmallows and we would laugh.
We would talk for hours like when we were little girls and we would forget that we are not little girls anymore because when we are together we are just sisters. We are not old, we are not crippled, we are not grandmothers, we are not great-grandmothers (me) and we are not old ladies.
Because when we are together, we are young girls again with our future in front of us and we laugh…and I would throw snowballs at your bedroom window at midnight…
Pink Front Door…You Are So Beautiful To Me
This beautiful Pink Door is just one of my many 32nd anniversary presents from my husband. He wanted a green door but he painted the front door PINK to see me smile. This is the first song my husband dedicated to me 35 years ago, so it just seems like it all works together, my honey, the song, the PINK door and me.
Telling Secrets…
Happy Valentine’s Day
i will stay awake for you~because I love you~I’m here for you sweet one
This is a wonderful post from Michelle Marie and it sparked a memory for me. When I was younger (early 20’s) I was struggling with alcoholism. I used to call my sister at all hours of the night and she always got out of bed for me. Her husband would flip out when I called her in the middle of the night so she would take the phone in to her bathroom and sit there on the cold floor, talking to me for hours.
I have been sober since I was twenty-three and along with God’s grace, my sister helped me to stay alive with those late night calls.
Her son died a few months ago and when I talk to her, I tell her to call me anytime, I will wake up for her.
Sweet B did this a lot with me when I could not sleep I would wake up and see her awake and she would say what do you need I am here for you and that’s how it started @3 am this wonderful friendship!
You Are The Wind Beneath My Wings
For my Partner in Pink
A beautiful Sand crane was standing on a wire looking down into my porch when she waved her wings at me.
I said, “Hey, come on down here and visit.”
She didn’t fly down to me, so I assumed that she didn’t have much to say.
She simply stood on one leg and waved her impressive, white wings.
She stared at me for a long while, until I began to wonder if maybe she was my mother.
Yes, I believe that our deceased loved ones can visit us, in numerous forms.
I sat watching her and I was entranced by her grace as she balanced on one foot.
Then, she lifted her wings and let the wind gently flow beneath them, moving like a ballerina on a tight rope, a dance so beautiful to behold.
Now I know why someone wrote the song, “You Are The Wind Beneath My Wings” because that’s exactly what she needed to touch the sky.
When the wind had lifted her wings sufficiently, she bounced on her feet and lifted off, a precious free spirit with wings that could carry her up, up into the clouds.
When I went out in the yard, a single white feather blew by my feet. I bent over to pick it up and brought it in the house.
I gave it a home in a glass mug, home to dozens of feathers from other visitors.
You’ve got a friend in ME
For all of our precious thinkingpinkx2 followers…Happy Valentine’s Day
Hold Onto Your Pink…
I go Pink from thinkingpinkx2
From last February…
Coming Home
Flowers from last February…
Coming home to Florida from Arkansas in February, these flowers were waiting for me. What a gorgeous greeting!
Relax and let the Pink Angels carry you away~Jeanne Marie
PINKy2U~Happy Valentine’s Day~PINK friend
Memories from last year…
Hugs kisses to my ❣SWEET VALENTINE ❣
From thinkingpinkx2!
i ❤ U~NO NEGATIVE THOUGHTS ALLOWED :)
Stunning art from Michelle Marie…
GET YOUR HAPPY ON!
Michelle Marie puts words to my flowers…Visit thinkingpinkx2 for more HAPPY!
Y’all I cannot even tell you how my sweet sweet SWEET WP friends keep me from
going nuts! I’m a visceral person….I think and think plus my job is that of one that is
always connected~can I just yell in all caps my shiny friends??????
OMG…YOU KNEW THAT WAS COMING
I HAVE NOTHING TO SAY…….THANK YOU!
because there were pink clouds~i thought of you~something about that slays me
Incredible beauty from Michelle Marie and thinkingpinkx2
because there were pink clouds…i thought of you…
something about that slays me
as the Rose to the shutter…so are you to me
So beautiful from thinkingpinkx2
it’s raining ❤s 4 U
So sweet from thinkingpinkx2!
she Day Dreams frequently
This art makes me feel like I stepped into a dream…thank you my From thinkingpinkx2! To my sweet Pink friend Michelle Marie…my garden has so much beauty but it is silent until you give it voice…XO Jeanne Marie
I hope you smile when you see this
I smile EVERYTIME I see it! Thank you Michelle Marie for breathing pink magic into my flowers, XO Jeanne Marie
Happy Valentine’s Day
Happy Valentine’s Day! From thinkingpinkx2
LOVE LIVES ❤ PINK HERE
Visit thinkingpinkx2 cause LOVE LIVES THERE!
try pink therapy ♡ it will Pink U up ♡ I promise ♡
Yes, PINK THERAPY works! Incredible way of life, changes the way you look at everything
Art by MichelleMarie
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