Let The Magic Begin ......




Let the magic begin ….

When a significant real force in nature, attempts to end a beautiful magic, what do I do?

Let us make the question more realistic, for sake of simplicity. What do I do when my husband tells our daughter, as she is excitedly anticipating visit by tooth fairy next morning - “there is no Santa, no tooth fairy. It was mama all along, if you still don’t know it”!

BOOM!

Our home, like most normal households, is a blend of a people, with different personalities, aptitudes, preferences, beliefs. He never believed and I never stopped believing, which is why, even our love marriage, is a magic to me, at first place. So as he made his grand untimely disclosure, and put some things to an end, there is a part of me that still believes, and wants my daughter to keep believing.

But pause!  What do I believe in, that I want my child to continue believing in?

So yes, it’s out and about! No secrets now! There is no tooth fairy, there is no Santa Claus. It was me, all along the way, writing letter to her and leaving an inexpensive but meaningful gift . The letters I would write would blend around the stage of life she was at…it would celebrate her joys and accomplishments, new additions in her life, inspire her, encourage her, leave her valuable lessons of life in words from a fairy…..she believed in every word! She bragged to her friends “My tooth fairy is very wise. She leaves me with gifts and letters like no human can”. She quoted her fairy when she had her doubts and low moments.

Those were my words, love, blessings, through the pen of a magical fairy....those were little gifts I could think of,  with my capacity.

It was me so then what was the magic I wish would never cease to be exist for her? 

Magic lied in existence of a pure Godly, divine form conveying a message to her. Magic is in anything PURE!

 Magic  was in being inspired by efforts taken to create it. Magic is in CREATIVITY AND IMAGINATION!

Magic was in realizing that she has a pure vibe around her that knows her inside out, without her expressing in words to that entity. Magic is in UNDERSTANDING! Magic is MA !

Magic was in anticipation of a “special letter”. Magic is in RIGHT EXPRESSION AT RIGHT TIME!

Magic was in all those moments laden with joy, happiness, fun, music , colors, beauty, positivity!

Magic was in waiting for fairy to come, even when her friends started doubting. Magic is in HOPE and FAITH!

Magic was in LOVE ….Magic will always continue in LOVE ….

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