Once Upon a Time in Frankenmuth #NeverGiveUp #GriefReflections #RealLifeFairyTales
Once upon a time in Frankenmuth one hot August weekend, I went to a ball, danced with princesses, met beautiful people from all different lands, indulged in delightful treats, sailed aboard a grand ship, and visited the Enchanted Forest. No, seriously I did all those things, in real life, last weekend in Frankenmuth, Michigan. I have pictures to prove it. See!
For my reader and author friends, it’s an event you MUST add to your 2017 calendar. Stacey Rourke and her court did a fabulous job with putting together an organized, family friendly, and incredibly awesome event! (Here’s the link. Check it out! http://www.onceuponabookauthorsigning.com )
As I sit back in my castle…ahem I mean my home this Monday morning reflecting on the beautiful weekend and all the changes in my life I can’t help but feel a little overwhelmed. Fairy tales are fabulous. I grew up with them—Beauty and The Beast, Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, etc. I adore all they represent—trials, triumph, and most importantly true love. But real life fairy tales, they are my favorite.
It was just a couple years ago I was barely getting by–struggling to wake up, fighting to keep moving forward, and wishing to disappear. Grief is a major jerkwad and finding a way to grieve and heal, well that’s like slaying the greatest dragon in the land.
I thought a lot about Chris this weekend—between finishing up my grief book, promoting it, and being in such a breath-taking place I couldn’t help but think about him, our life, and all the ways mine has changed these past few years—the new people and the crazy adventures.
I really believe I have a fairy Godmother (or Godfather) working behind the scenes waving a wand for me. How else could I have transformed from who I was to who I am now? Inside and out. How else did I get to go to a ball? Have these opportunities to travel? I’m so grateful for the Big Guy in the Sky and all He’s done for me. I like to think Chris is standing next to him with his “to do list” nudging him along. He was always good for that. 
