October 27, 2010

The Princess and the Pea

My friend Jodi had a Princess/Prince party for her birthday last weekend. 
You could interpret it anyway you wanted.
Of course there was the birthday girl herself, all decked out in traditional princess garb, and Prince himself.
And then there was the frog prince, which made me happy, and a million other interpretations of the word.

But with everyone there, I think my favorite was the Princess and the Pea.
Do you remember that book?
I do.
My parents used to read it to me when I was tiny, and I read it to myself a million times over just as soon as I was able.

Even then it made so much sense to me.
You can't just cover something that is bothering you.
You have to either remove it, or accept the bump.

Of course she could still feel the pea under 14 mattresses.
Possibly that means something different to me now than it did when I was four, but never you mind.

The moment I saw that girl in her silk pajamas, with that pea, I remembered being all cozy and snuggly and protected in my bed, being read a story that I loved, while knowing I was loved.

I am lucky.
Even if I have to read my own bedtime story these days.

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