I Beleive in Fairytales

This I Believe

I believe in fairytales. Dreams do come true and happy endings can always take place. Fairytales almost always start out with a tragedy, the young girl is under the control of a mean ruler, or someone passes away but by the end they find happiness, true love and serenity. This is in fact what happened in my very own fairytale.

When I was only nine my father passed away while covering a story for NBC in Iraq. It was my tragic moment and had a great affect on all of my small family. Of course my youngest sister, Ava, being only three, did not quite understand what was happening whereas my twin Christine and I had a full understanding of the matter but could not grasp the fact that it was true and happening to us. After quite a while I was able to get back to my regular schedule but still felt an empty gap where my daddy used to be. After about 2 ½ years my mom was able to begin dating again but didn’t meet anyone special, that is until the day she was introduced to Dan.

My mom and Dan began going on a lot of dates and I was very soon introduced to him. He was a really nice guy and had fun with me and my sisters as well as our mom. He jumped on the trampoline with us and watched movies, and took us to his club. He also introduced us to his two kids Alex and Gavin. We soon found we had a lot of common interests with their family. Gavin is our age, Alex goes to our school, we are all tennis players, we love movies and having quality time with each other. We also learned that their mother had passed away 9 years ago. We all understood what the other had gone through and that automatically made a bond. After only 5 months of dating Dan, he proposed to my mother. We were all so thrilled, and on January 5th, 2008 our fairytale came true.

The gap was not completely filled, and it never will be, but a true sense of happiness was restored to not only my family but theirs, ours. I am so thrilled and happy to finally have a wonderful loving father and new family after such a long absence of a dad. In my case my tragedy was followed by a happy ending and my dream did come true. I also learned that although fairytales always end with happy endings, they may not be what you expected or wanted but are always good lessons and end on good, positive notes.