Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Bella is five years old, fairy-tale years. We stayed in hospitals for a long time, passing our time with fairy-tales. This helped Bella very much and even now she refuses to accept the hospital's reality or she integrates it in a fairy-tale, and keeps her mind vivid. She always wants us to read something or to watch a fairy-tale, or to draw her a fairy-tale if I don't have anything else at hand. "Thumbelina" is her favorite.
Once upon a time there was a woman who had everything she wished for, a loving husband... a comfortable life. One day a witch... or maybe a fairy came - the godmother as we know her nowadays - and she asked what was the woman's greatest wish. After she thought over for a while, the woman answered that her greatest wish is a beautiful little girl. Then she received a flower seed, it was a magical seed of course, which she planted in her soul. Very soon it sprung a little girl, very little and very beautiful. She was as little as a small baby.
The girl had very beautiful big eyes, as beautiful as only angels have in our dreams, she had a sweet smile, a wonderful voice, but only a half heart.
Once upon a time there was a woman who had everything she wished for, a loving husband... a comfortable life. One day a witch... or maybe a fairy came - the godmother as we know her nowadays - and she asked what was the woman's greatest wish. After she thought over for a while, the woman answered that her greatest wish is a beautiful little girl. Then she received a flower seed, it was a magical seed of course, which she planted in her soul. Very soon it sprung a little girl, very little and very beautiful. She was as little as a small baby.
The girl had very beautiful big eyes, as beautiful as only angels have in our dreams, she had a sweet smile, a wonderful voice, but only a half heart.
Then the little girl and her parents set forward for finding the other half of her heart. They went from hospital to hospital, from country to country, asking everyone they met if they hadn't found a half of a heart. Some of them guided them further, others offered them shelter when they were tired and others helped them to find the way, because many times they got lost, and they all charmed by the little girl, who was growing older and wiser.
Sometimes they walked, other times a blue swallow was carrying them on its wings, until they got to a magical land, where all the people were dressed in white and they were all smiling when meeting the little girl. They were telling her that she grew up, that she is no more as small as a thumb and they are going to call her Maria, the princess of the flowers from the soul.
They all started searching for the half of the heart in the land of flowers and they found it in the end. It was hanging in a Christmas tree, around which were gathering joyful angels and children.
And they lived happily until the end of Time."Sometimes they walked, other times a blue swallow was carrying them on its wings, until they got to a magical land, where all the people were dressed in white and they were all smiling when meeting the little girl. They were telling her that she grew up, that she is no more as small as a thumb and they are going to call her Maria, the princess of the flowers from the soul.
They all started searching for the half of the heart in the land of flowers and they found it in the end. It was hanging in a Christmas tree, around which were gathering joyful angels and children.
"Are they happy now, mommy?"
"Yes, honey, they are!"
"Are we happy?"
"We are very very happy, Bella!"
and I cannot help my tears... tears of happiness that she grew up and she understands... but at the same time tears of pain and sadness because I don't know how and why the Time wants to stop again...
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