Basking in the morning glow, head still in sleepy thought, i considered what a charmed life i have lived thus far. I contemplated how my husband had rescued me from what felt like a miserable sufferance at the time. I was working full time and going to college in the evening and weekends. It always felt hard. It was a struggle. And in strode my knight in shining armor. Galloping valiantly on his courtly steed. Swept me off my feet and into the sunset. And we lived happily ever after. It's funny how in the course of a few hours, events can take an ironic twist and turn. I began my morning with warm feelings of good fortune and gratitude. By mid-afternoon, i was reminded that i'm not a princess but Rodney Dangerfield! (Cinderella in reverse, lol) Hey don't get me wrong. I got my knight. And instead of giving me things to cherish, he gave me a life to cherish. While other women were sporting big houses, fancy cars and designer handbags because they had college and careers. I got exactly what i wanted too. The desire to care for, and be there for my children. I honestly don't know how i would have fared if i had to juggle a full-time career and a family. I still can't wrap my head around how women are doing both. We sacrificed alot to be in an 'old fashion' traditional relationship. I never had and never will have all the fancifuls of life. But then, i never really placed a great value in such things. So i still consider myself charmed or 'lucky'. Then in walk the 'rents' (short for parents). There to remind me that i'm no cinderella. Now, ordinarily this is the job of my husband and kids. Lately it's a standing joke that i get no respect. I liked my thirties better. I was head-strong, over-bearing and dominant. In a family of five, you're always jockeying for position. But something happened in my forties. I mellowed. and the peasants sensed a softening in the force. There was an uprising and they seized the throne. I was demoted to court jester. (you see why i am rodney dangerfield.) So, at lunch today, i announce that i have a new website and will no longer be exclusively affiliated with harry potter. Which, by the way, i am relieved to be free of the ball and chain. And the first words out of my mother's mouth is, "can i get a wand?" I was dumb-founded. the woman has never taken an interest. never seen a single movie. never read a book. And now that i am no longer producing HP artifacts, she wants a wand?! I tell you - i get no respect!!!
"I believe in an everyday sort of magic - the inexplicable connectedness we sometimes experience with places and people; the eerie appropriateness of moments of synchronicity; the whispered voice, the hidden presence, when we think we're alone."
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