Cinderella on the Brain....

When I was young ( maybe not as young as I should have been ) I had this idea of myself- I was Cinderella.  My younger sisters would gang up on me from time to time and my mother made me do chores.  My favorite chore was mopping the entry way because then I could sing " sweet nightingale" like Cinderella. Big dresses and dances, any kind of sparkle or crown, these weren't just fun, I was convinced if anyone paid attention to me close enough these things would help them see my Cinderella potential as well. At this point you may be rolling your eyes--- don't worry I am too.

 Of course I was convinced at some point my very rich handsome prince would come. Some how he would miraculously know my secret identity, or at least realize that I was different in a good way and take me to the castle where we would live happily ever after..

So, real life happens. I find a prince, but we don't have a castle and I still am mopping floors.

Don't get me wrong this blog isn't a blog about complaining how my life isn't a fairy tale  In fact, believe it or not, its the opposite.  You see, I have been trying to figure out WHY I had ( maybe still do have since I seem to be confessing here) this Cinderella Syndrome. I feel it has leaked into parts of my "grown up, big girl" life. Like when I still am mopping floors, but I don't get to sing anymore because the prince is working the the room next to me and I have to BE QUIET! OR, when I randomly get self conscience when my sisters and mom do things with out me OR when I am sitting in a room full of girls who are all having fun and appear to be comfortable.... but I just feel like I don't quite fit in.

When I was younger, I told myself it was because I was destined for great things! Hello, it takes a very special gal to be Cinderella. Not just any one can do the things she did, put up with what she did and become who she became. Now that I am older and I seem to be doing the same things as every one else- not anything extraordinary- and I am forced to re-evaluate my thought process.

So, This blog today is about a realization. A new outlook on life. I am not just like my dear Cinderella, I AM her. ( now you think I have lost it, I know, but stick with me) I am somebody special. I am different, always have been and its not going to change. I am not sure what this means, maybe its that I am in denial. But I don't think so.

 I think Cinderella was patient and kind and sweet and pretty and all those good qualities BUT we only saw the very outside view of her story. So, if you want to come on me on this journey. I am going to tell you in other blogs WHY I think we are all a bit like Cinderella.

One of my favorite songs is Carrie Underwoods Ever After it goes:

Storybook endings, fairy tales coming true
Deep down inside we want to believe they still do
In our secretest heart, it's our favourite part of the story
Let's just admit we all want to make it too

Ever ever after
If we just don't get it our own way
Ever ever after
It may only be a wish away

Start a new fashion, wear your heart on your sleeve
Sometimes you reach what's real just by making believe
Unafraid, unashamed
There is joy to be claimed in this world
You even might wind up being glad to be you

Ever ever after
Though the world will tell you it's not smart

Ever ever after
The world can be yours if you let your heart
Believe in ever after

No wonder your heart feels it's flying
Your head feels it's spinning
Each happy ending's a brand new beginning
Let yourself be enchanted, you just might break through

To ever ever after
Forever could even start today
Ever ever after
Maybe it's just one wish away
Your ever ever after

Maybe, just maybe, the best part of the Cinderella Syndrome is the part when you realize or at least believe that  your childhood dreams have already come true. We all have small moments of realization but when we REALLy realize who we are and what we already have, we see the world really differently....so stay tuned we are going digging for proof! Its time to figure out what becoming like Cinderella really means