So each day I open this site believing that one day I will get a message. One day I will find my unconditional Dom. I also come on here to read the wonderful blogs everyone shares. From daily trials and tributes to stories and poems.learning new and exciting music. Silly Memes and sexy gifs.
tonight I was reading and trying to fix and rewrite my profile. And well I got to thinking. BELIEVING is important to adults as well as children. Hope is important faith is a must. But what do they mean.
Well my oldest daughter she is the oldest of all 5 of my kids. Anyway she was 5 and in first grade she lost her first tooth. She was told that the tooth fairy wasn’t real by a mean little boy. I’m she cried all day because she wanted a tooth fairy she needed a tooth fairy. So as a mom it was my job to make that happen. So I told her we were going to set up a trap for the tooth fairy and she would know if indeed she was real. She smiled that beautiful one missing tooth smile and said she was all in and that I could have half her tooth fairy money if she was real. The beautiful gestures of a child. I thought all day and evening even while making dinner how to set a trap. And yes I made that happen by making biscuits for dinner. The flour was on the counter and my youngest loved putting his hands in the flour making hand prints. Hello ding ding ding shiny yes I had a plan. I put everyone to bed and my oldest looked at me with tears no plan mommy. I smiled and handed her the bottle of baby powder she looked at me and I smiled and told her that we would use the powder to find tiny foot prints on her headboard and on the ledge of the window. She laughed and giggled I was the smartest mommy in the world. So we dusted the window ledge and her headboard. Before going to bed I took one of her barbies and I made that Barbie walk from the window jump to my oldest headboard and then walk along it to her bed then put a silver dollar under her pillow. Then I took that Barbie and made feet prints back to the edge of the widow where it just stopped and disappeared. The next morning I woke to the loudest screaming in my life I thought someone broke in and was killing her. My ex and I ran to her room where we found her looking at the tiny little feet prints. Mommy mommy the tooth fairy is real. My ex smiled and left me to my most important job tending to my daughter. I went and saw the twinkle of her eye the smile on her face and to tell you the look in her eyes was amazing is a huge understatement. So where I’m getting at with this is you see is she wasn’t a happy little girl when she thought the tooth fair wasn’t real but she was the most happiest little girl you could imagine when she thought the tooth fairy was real.
maybe believing in something is the key to happiness. Maybe having hope in what you believe in is the turning of the key and keeping our faith in ourselves that we never stop believing and hoping. Just a simple babbling of a simple minded person.
PS she used our polaroid camera and took a picture of those tiny feet print she showed the mean little boy the tiny feet prints of the tooth fairy. He gasped and became a believer.
