When I was a little girl, I wanted to be a princess. I dreamed about it, I imagined it, I dressed up like one, acted like one, even wanted to be treated like one. There was something so captivating about a "fair lady" who was caught up in some tragedy, rescued, and then magically made into a beautiful princess. All this in the name of Love, of course.
I'm twenty-one now, and not much has changed. I still want to be a princess, and I still want to be treated like one. The thing is, over the course of some ten-odd years, the belief that I can be a princess has been torn, broken and trampled on more times then I can count. Time after time people came along who eventually shattered my dream of ever becoming a princess. It killed me. I grew up thinking I was a princess, then I started meeting people who didn't believe I was, and treated me as so, and I began to believe that they were right.
Now, whether or not these people were "jealous step-sisters" or "evil witches" is beside the point. The point is, for whatever reason, these people did not believe that I was, or could ever be, a princess with a tale that ended "happily ever after." And because there were so many of them, I let go of my dream and took on my role as "slave girl." I stopped believing in "happily ever after" and settled for "good enough." But soon, the bar for "good enough" was lowered until I was allowing others to treat me like dirt.
This was the fate I had believed for myself. The thought of having anything more became a foreign one to me. Besides, with the way I had been treated, I no longer believed I even deserved "good enough", much less "happily ever after." The way I was treated taught me that I should be happy with whatever love or affection I can get, even if that meant being used, abused, and walked on time and time again. I didn't question my fate, I simply accepted it.
That is, until my "Prince Charming" stepped in. Except, in this case, my prince was actually a King. He was boss. He called the final shots, and He was mad. His desire was for me, and He came for me. The way I had been treated actually angered Him to the point where He had to step in and do something.
You see, there's something huge that I've learned over my short lifetime, and it's this: Those people - the ones who treated me like dirt, the ones who never believed I was a princess, the ones who even believed that the possibility of me ever becoming a princess was ridiculous, and who helped me believe the lie that "happily ever after" doesn't exist - they were wrong. They are wrong. They had and still have everything all wrong.
The truth is, I am a princess. Fairy tale stories do exist, and "happily ever after" is real.
I was a "fair lady". I was nothing more than a servant girl who did what she could to get by. Simply doing what I was told and being whoever everyone else wanted me to be. But deep in my heart hid the desire to be something more.. to be a princess. Of course, when ever the slightest possibility came to be a princess, suddenly everything was ripped away from me - even my dreams, even my beliefs, even my heart. It was all torn to shreds and lay on the ground beside me while I sat there, alone, bruised, and broken.
But see, my story didn't end there, just as no princess' story ends in tragedy. In fact, this is the climax of the story, for this is when the Rescuer steps in to save the day and win the affection of the battered princess.
This is exactly what happened to me. My Rescuer, my "Prince Charming", my King, came in and saved me. He removed the curse over me with His kiss. He broke every spell that bound me with His genuine love. He took my hand, and now He's leading me to "happily ever after."
See, happy endings are real. And I am a princess. My Prince Charming did come through and came for me. And He is taking me away to live happily ever after with Him forever.
--This is dedicated to every girl and woman in the world. You are a princess, never let anyone tell you otherwise. In the words of Sara from A Little Princess, "All women are princesses, it is our right."--
--Peace and Love.
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