Once upon a time there lived a beautiful little princess with skin white as snow and hair black as night named Mary Louise. Mary was a bright and happy little child who absolutely loved to play with toys and friends and go on special outings with the King and Queen as well as the other members of the Royal Family. She always knew she came from a special family, but Mary had been sheltered from the knowledge that she was indeed royalty. She lived a life much as a peasant girl would live so she never even thought about he possibility of being royalty. She was just Mary Louise.
Mary Louise was so sheltered from the knowledge that she was of noble birth that when the other girls said she spoke too much or treated her unkindly she would find herself in tears and feeling of little or no value. She sometimes felt like an outsider in her little kingdom. She was lucky enough to find good friends as a young child, but even luckier to find life long friends upon her families move to a new kingdom in a far away land. These young people she called friends filled her with love and life experiences and she found that she was truly happy. At this time she indeed lived the life of a royal in her heart.
Years went by and it was time to leave her parents home in the kingdom in search of her prince. Now many fairy tales would have the prince fighting for the love of the beautiful princess, but when a princess doesn't know she is a princess sometimes she has to fight to find her true love. This was the case with Mary. She searched in many place to find her prince charming. She did not find him in the tunnels where she lived. She did not even find him in the tallest towers. She thought she had found him through the introduction of an acquaintance. She so easily feel in love with this young man that she waited for him as he went away for a two year "crusade". Upon his return she discovered that her knight in shining armor was actually in love with a princess in another kingdom. She was heart broken.
After many encounters with dragon-like men who blew fire and uncertainty from their mouths she did finally meet a true knight in armor. Well it was more like, dirty armor, but once it shined up he looked great. This prince even came with his own horse. As time allowed her to see that he truly was a diamond in the rough she began to fall madly in love with her handsome prince (who was also unaware of his own royal status). As time continued she and the price were married and then the real fairy tale began.
What no happily ever after you ask? Well have you not heard the story of Rumpelstiltskin? That marriage didn't lend itself to a happily ever after either. No, this is where the new chapter of Mary's life began. Upon being married the new queen begged and begged her king to have a child, but the King was certain that it was not time yet for their family to start. After some time the begging became more than the King could handle and he finally gave in and told the Queen it was time.
Now when Cinderella got married she was blessed to live in the castle and marry the handsome price who took her away from the chores and the ugly step sisters. Well, this story is not Cinderella's. Upon the arrival of the new prince the Queen thought that this would be her happily ever after, but in fact it was not. She began to wonder if she had been trapped. She felt she had been captured by a terrible, horrible beast who forced her into servitude much like that of Cinderella. She was expected to do the cleaning and the mopping and the feeding and the dishes. How could such an adorable tiny child create such a beast of a mess? How could she feel so trapped inside her own castle? But she did. These days there was no more dancing with the price at the ball. There was only stinky diapers and sticky walls.
She had always known that she had wanted to have a family so as she became more and more adapted to family life she realized that she would have to give in to the yearning to have another baby or succumb to the life of parenting an only child. So she and the King added yet another prince to their small family and they began to realize that the castle could not hold their growing family. So they moved into a new kingdom and began to rule their new domain.
Now you may think this is where the happily ever after come in, but it does not. You see this life is about working hard and enduring difficulty so that at the end of our lives when the happily ever after does arrive we will know that we truly are happily living. There is no such thing as one happily ever after because we are always challenged so that we can continue to grow. Does that mean that there is no happily ever after? No it does not, but sometimes happily ever after comes in small moments.
Some of the best moments in life are those happily ever after moments that get us through the work and the enduring of difficulty. Those are moments when the King puts his arms around her and says, "Thank you for all you do for our family, I love you." They are hearing her oldest young prince tell her, "I love you too mom or thanks mom!" They are in the laughter of her youngest prince when she open the door to his room in the morning and he is delighted to see her. They are seeing her two boys play together and love each other. Those moments come when she realizes that after 9 years she still loves her King. Happily ever after comes in those family vacations every now and then.
Now you may ask did the Queen and King ever find out that they are royalty? The answer is yes and no. When you are a child of God and you actually take a moment and remember that you are of a literal spirit royal lineage how do you not know? But you see that would make us ALL royals correct? Do you know that you are royal? Do you live as though you were truly royal? Unfortunately even the King Trent and Queen Mary struggle to remember where they come from. That too is a part of this life, but I do know that one day they will know how truly royal they are and at that point it might just be because they are truly living happily ever after.
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Great story Marlies! I think you inherited some of grandma Kunz's writing talent.
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