So then... why do we wish it? This Faerie Tale life. No. We want the ending. We want the kiss, the happily ever after, the promises of eternal bliss. We don't want the whole story. The seven years, seven actually meaning in old literature; a long time seeming like forever. The seven years of waiting, working, dreaming, praying for the quest to end, the prince to come, the torture to end. To waken to love's first kiss.
Cinderella wore the vestiges of servitude for years crying daily at the grave of her mother, living a good and pious life. She went to the ball 3 times and waited, to be, sure a long time while Prince Charming exhausted all other possibilities within the kingdom. Having danced several times in the arms of her prince she continued to work and wait.
Sleeping Beauty and Snow White both laid in a suspended sleep like death beyond a time when they should have decomposed by the telling of the Grimm brothers before their Prince chanced to ride by and a longer time still before he could get to them and kiss them awake.
So how long do we wait? Can we have patience for a year? 2? even 7? Or do we intend to skip it all? Find that happily ever after without the work? I think we all know by the time we turn 8 that ever after isn't magic it's hard work and patience.
But that kiss, that first kiss IS magic. Neurons firing through your brain faster than the ones that tell you to pull your hand away from the hot thing that is burning you on the stove. Faster than self preservation. Figuring out if you like being kissed or not while your body responds automatically as if it does. But that isn't the magic. The magic of love extends beyond the carnal desires of a moment in your true loves arms to the connection. That connection we find or don't with every person that we meet. To find someone so special to you that you want nothing more than their presence. To hold and hug them and maybe yes too to kiss them. For this kiss this connection this bliss can we wait 7 years?
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