When
I was a child, I thought real life Princes and Princesses don’t exist – thought
they were just some book writers and movie scriptwriters’ imagination. Funny
though –I then believe in “they live happily ever after”.
Those
were the days when dreaming and imagining that my own Prince would come to my
rescue happens; just like how Princesses from the movies are rescued by their
own Princes. And my imagination goes on with an ending of me and my Prince
“living happily ever after”.
I
had those imaginations stuck within me for years until one day I realized that
I need to wake up to the reality and leave my fairy fantasy land behind.
Unlike
however some other kids my age, I don’t believe in the existence of Santa
Claus. Not because I live in my own imaginary fairy land (where gnomes, Prince,
Princesses and dwarfs were the only characters –no Santa Claus is to be found)
but because my parents told me that Santa Claus is people’s “imaginary gift
giver and wish grantor” for kids who have been playing their good characters
all year round. They told me that Santa Claus is just actually Mommy and Daddy
dressed in that funny red suit with awful beards (that most of the times don’t
look appropriate on them) and would tip toe at the middle of the night when
everybody’s at their deep sleep to put their gifts under the tree. Guess my
parents were being too mean to have that wildest imagination a normal child
could bear busted for me. The good side however, there wasn’t a Christmas that
my parents would skip in putting up a tree together. Every year I am seeing
different styles and designs for a Christmas tree –designed of course by my
mother and with the help of my father have the thing up.
As
years passed however, the need to put off the belief of a “merry” Christmas
must be considered. Guess my childhood wasn’t as fantastic as what other kids
my age have. Since my parents separated a decade and some years ago, I stopped
believing in Christmas. I told myself that Christmas, like Santa Claus is just
most people’s imagination of entertaining themselves and making themselves
believe that there is this certain season of the year for humanity to celebrate
and enjoy.
I
grew up as a bitter person full of questions and frustrations. I wonder why
other kids were given the privilege of having a real and complete family –with
Mom and Dad around. Then I told myself that one day, I’ll have someone that
will love me –someone I can call mine. And together we’ll build our “complete,
happy family”. Someday –in my wildest dreams. In my own fantasy land.
Now
I’m old enough to realize what’s real from dream, what’s hallucination from
imagination. It’s ironic to think that as I’ve realized and learned that
Princes and Princesses were actually real (and some exists in Europe) that I
have stopped believing in “living happily ever after”. I think this has
something to do with what happened to my parents’ marital relationship.
Although I know that my parents’ story don’t define my life’s own story, but
only Lord knows how their separation struck me –bull’s eye!
I
however didn’t give up in love. I did have past relationship that lasted for
over a decade; unfortunately with someone not so deserving of my trust. But I let
bygone by bygone and open another window for another chance. Whatever and
wherever will my present relationship will lead to, I know that while Prince
and Princesses are real the “living happily ever after” part will happen at the
right time, with the right person. And if this relationship that I have is with
the right man, then I’d be sure to someday (if when, I can’t tell) spend the
rest of my life with him in the real world –and not only in my own imaginary,
fantasy land.
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