You know how when you were a little kid and you believed in fairy tales, that fantasy of what your life would be, white dress, prince charming who would carry you away to a castle on a hill. You would lie in bed at night and close your eyes and you had complete and utter faith. Santa Claus, the Fairy, Prince Charming, they were so close you could taste them, but eventually you grow up, one day you open your eyes and the fairy tale disappears. Most people turn to the things and people they can trust.
But the thing is its hard to let go of that fairy tale, of the wishing upon a star or fairydust entirely, cause almost everyone has that smallest bit of hope, of faith, that one day they will open their eyes and it will all come true:
That Prince Charming will eventually show up, that we´ll get to fly away with a Fairy , and that Santa Claus, if we were good this year, will get us all we want for christmas!
At the end of the day faith is a funny thing. It allows you to believe!, in some ultimate fantasy that lies inside of each and everyone of us. And when we start to forget or set it aside, it turns up when you don't really expect it.
It's like one day you realize that the fairy tale may be slightly different than you dreamed. The castle, well, it may not be a castle. And it's not so important happy ever after, just that its happy right now. See once in a while, once in a blue moon, people will surprise you , and once in a while people may even take your breath away...
