Do you notice all the little fairies around Diana in the illustrations...I loved those little fairies. Loved the idea of being a princess. Of wearing a beautiful wedding dress. Loved the magic of it all. Still do. It's why I always tell Niamh when she asks about fairies and Santa and elves and princesses being real...that yes, absolutely...magical things are made real in your heart. It's how you feel about something that can bring it to life. So, I encourage the kids to believe in fairy tales and make believe...in all the wonderful things within this old, tattered book...because it makes our lives a little more fun. And child-like. And really rather magical.
We Believe in Fairy Tales...
The other day Niamhy asked me if I had a favorite book when I was a kid. Immediately, I thought of my Princess Diana storybook. I thought that maybe I had grabbed it from my mom's house...and cleaning up her room last night, I found it! Isn't it funny how finding something from your childhood instantly makes you feel just as you did all those years ago? Suddenly thrown back all those years. Cigar smoke still makes me instantly think of my Great Grand-pop. Spotting a field full of deer at dusk makes me think of the "deer spotting" trips my family would take in the evenings (yes...we would all pile in the van and literally go drive by field after field, looking for deer...this is why my neck has a tinge of red.;) And Curve cologne throws me back to being a 20 year old girl, having just met a super cute marine...falling head over heels in love. Memories are fantastic things-- especially when you get that glimpse of a certain feeling all over again! Looking through the book last night made me smile. I can remember exactly what I liked about every single page.