Happy Humpday, world. Yesterday’s clear skies have been replaced by clouds today. I’ve been up for a little bit. I woke up a little earlier than I have been lately, but not so early that I was upset about it. My sleep mask had slipped down to my neck. I laid there pretty confused about…
A fairy-tale relationship. A fairy-tale marriage.
Isn’t that exactly what we wish for ourselves when we tie the knot, and repeat the words “I do”?
We enter the relationship with hopes and dreams. We picture a long life of love and happiness. And that’s not so naïve. It’s the way things should be.
But what if there’s deception and broken trust? What if there’s betrayal and infidelity?
If this becomes our story, is it still possible to describe our marriage as a fairy-tale?
The Little Mermaid kills herself at the end.