Once there was a little girl who grew up thinking that the world is the most beautiful place of all fairy tales. That everyone was there to love and be loved, that kindness is a joy shared willingly with no reasons. She believed in faeries and enchanted castles, knights in shining armors and graceful princesses, good over evil and yes, that true love conquers all.
She learned that being kind to other people was important, whether they were good or bad, whether they caused her joy or pain. She believed all humans were good underneath and sometimes they just needed help for a little change in nature.
Befriended with animals and creatures alike, her dear bunny friend once said, “If you can’t say anything nice…don’t say nothing at all.” It was a virtue she held close to her heart and practiced all her life, even though many treated her otherwise. People called her silly and pathetic, some even labeled her as a pushover for always being nice and polite, but mostly, for always being forgiving.
How she learned all these things, still puzzles me until this very day. Why she still believes in them now, puzzles me even more, because life today is a galaxy away from what she sees in her mind. Pain is definitely one thing she knows well, yet she still manages to show a smile on her face to disguise it.
So here’s to you, a breath of fresh air, a sparkling drop of dew. In the midst of all the harshness and cynicism of the world, I pray that you stand tall and hope your beliefs never wither away.