“It’s the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting.” – Paulo Coelho – The Alchemist
Someone I met recently have worked his way into becoming one of my favorite people in the whole wide world. You know how sometimes you meet someone and you just fall completely and hopelessly in love with their entire being. Their smile is special, their gist is perfectly seasoned, but most importantly is the way they make you feel… In our hearts no matter how irrelevant the world thinks we are, we sometimes know how special we are and if we are extra lucky, we meet someone at least once in our lifetime that makes us feel truly special like my Ed. Before I ramble on and on about my love for one of my guardian Angels and make his wife jealous, let me get back to Happy ending.
So I recently splurged on ordering a masseuse to my hotel room on a business trip to California thanks to Ed. I was feeling special enough to think my tired ‘n aching body could use some TLC so I went to brother google and found the highest rated masseuse in the area by name Jay. The thought of having a strange man in my hotel room rubbing my almost naked body scared me some so I asked Ed to stay on the phone with me for safety. Yea, I watch way too much crime TV to be a victim. Anyways in his crazy way he started talking about how I should ask Jay for a happy ending. Shocked? Yea, me too, I thought that was just for guys. Thankfully Jay send me a female masseuse, so I didn’t have to ask or even think of that kind of happy ending.
The massage was a few weeks ago, but lately, I have been thinking of happy endings and the realization of my dreams. Not sure why, but I will give some of the credit to my Ed. And do get your head out of the gutter, I am not talking about that happy ending, just the ones that fairy tales are made of, you know, happily ever after and the realization of dreams. If you are a girl who believe in fairy tales and you some how get to almost 40 without the big party with you in a prettiest dress being the center of every attention including that of the charming prince who is supposed make all your dreams come true, you often encounter cimmerian days when even your first class academic accomplishments and career triumphs pale in comparison to this failure.
Lately my dreich days are few and far between. I am more confident in my belief that I will get my happy ending. I am self aware enough to know that my cimmerian days are more than for most people, because I want more than most people, so much more. I mean, my happy ending involves a Prince Charming, who is not only handsome and rich, but he has the ability to make me smile with a few inane words and has all the time in the world to talk to me when all I want to do is smile. My happy ending also include a private jet, or at least access to one, a home that has enough grounds to house a vineyard, a golf course, a restaurant, and a retreat boutique hotel. I can totally see myself now in my humble seven bedroom cottage that constantly smells like a porcucopia of fragrant roses.
Oh, what is life without dreams? While I await my happy ending, I will take time to be happy now, to rejoice in friendships, experiences, career successes, yacht parties, business and fun travel with extra leg room in commercial airplanes, luxury golf trips, yummy Foods, heavenly scents, gold shopping, comfy beds, fine wines, fancy teas, purse shopping, uninterrupted sleep, shoe shopping, and everything else that makes life beautiful. Until I get my happy ending and the forever smile giving Prince Charming, I will take the smiles that guardian Angels like my Ed gives me….