Thoughts.Stories.Life.

I believe in fairies.

I know, I might be a little old for such things, but I can’t
help it, I do. I believe some people are put on this earth just to spread a little kindness and sprinkle our lives with their magic. Show plain goodness to those of us in desperate need.

I have yet to comprehend what it is that makes them:

Care.

Give.

Love.

Respect.

Support.

Listen.

Be there.

Unconditionally they lend their ears, when no one else will
be bothered to listen.

Wrap their arms around you when a hug is the most needed thing imaginable.

When you least expect it, but need it most…

They call. Or text. Or email. Or Facebook. Or Tweet. Or
write. Or say…

I am here.

I believe in you.

I think you are good.

I see you trying.

I support your efforts.

My life is better because you’re in
it.

And every time. Every, single time. It takes your breath away. Because they are not the norm. They are not the status-qua.

They are the exception.

In a world when no one is afraid to be openly rude. When people go out of their way to hurt you. Try and break your spirit. Tear you down.

These precious few, these little fairies…

Sprinkle our lives with love, appreciation, kindness and a little magic. They make you want to find a way to be worthy of their devotion and loyalty.

They make you never want to lose their trust. Make you strive to be the person they must see.

Maybe the only way to be worthy is to pass it on.

Is to strive to be a glittery little fairy yourself.