You know, the world where we PRETEND everything is ok. The place where rainbows and butterflies are everywhere, and skittles really do fall from the sky. The place where the colors are brighter and the people are nicer. The place where we are safe. Also, side note, my hair is a thick, long shiny golden blond & my teeth are perfect.
In this place my Mother-In-Law, whom I would rather just call my 2nd mom is running around, playing with all the kids. She was a fabulous person to just sit and talk to, but she LOVED her grand babies more than words can portray. She
wanted begged to babysit, just so she could have time with the kids. Grammy Kay is in my Fairytale Land.
Also in Fairytale Land, my daddy doesn’t have cancer. He is happy. He is healthy. He is still working toward his goal of early retirement and seeking that perfect fishing boat. He dreams of the vacations we will all go on together, to Mexico, to Hawaii, and of course that cruise we have all been talking about. He isn’t being told by doctors that chemo isn’t working and that he has weeks left to live.
Fairytale Land of course is a place where my Brother-In-Law is “happy, healthy & safe”, a term he has used for YEARS with all the cousins together. He doesn’t have cancer. He is still playing paintball with his older kids and riding quads with the younger kids. He’s organizing the pranks and making sure all the adults remember how to have fun.
In Fairytale Land, there is no cancer. I like it here.