It was a picturesque spring day when she crossed the lobby carpet, with a drink in hand and shades covering her eyes. She looked a little distressed, so I asked her what was the matter. She explained to me that her and her fiance were getting married tomorrow, but they had just had a huge fight. As she sat down on the big green lobby chair, tears started to flood her eyes. Under her breath she mumbled, “I don’t even know if I can do this anymore”. I sat next to her, offered her a kleenex, and attempted to give her comfort. She explained how much she loves her fiancé and how happy he makes her, but sometimes she just wants to kill him. Apparently, they had gotten into a fight about what they would do with the cake topper after the wedding. It fits of anger they both left the room and she had come down to the bar. As I sat there and listened, the bride’s mother showed up and whisked her away to bridal festivities. So I was left with a pile of tissues and wondering what I could do to make this a magical moment. Then, as fate would have it, the groom walked into the lobby. Of course, I didn't know right away it was the groom, but I had my suspicions. He looked bewildered and upset, so I approached him and asked what I could do to help. He then went into the story about the cake topper argument, how it ended badly, and how stupid he was. Taking him aside, I reassured him that this could be an easy fix. I arranged for him to get a bouquet of flowers and a “just married” button. When I handed him the button, he looked at me puzzled and tried to tell me they are getting married tomorrow. I told him that he needs to apologize, then get down on his knee and let her know he can’t wait to have the honor of pinning this button on her. Realizing what I was saying he got choked up and said “Marrying her will be the best decision I will ever make. She completes me. She’s my princess”. I sent him off and crossed my fingers- hoping that wedding would still take place… The next day, I was working the late night shift at the front desk when the “Mr. and Mrs” walked up. Both were radiating happiness. The gown flowed across the floor and the sparkles danced as they reflected the lights. She grabbed my hand and said, “Thanks for helping me get my Prince Charming back”. I remember just smiling to myself and I told her, “Well that is the magic of Disney. We help Princesses reunite with their Prince”. I bid them goodnight and watched them walk away into their happily ever after…
With Valentine’s Day coming up, I just couldn't resist sharing this story. Remember to enjoy this Valentine’s Day with your Prince or Princess. If you have yet to find that magical person, don’t worry for someday they will come. However, if you know who it is, don’t be afraid to say something. Life is too short to miss out on someone special, plus who knows what wonderful memories await.
I know it’s been a while since I’ve written. I have been busy with some personal issues, moving, and closing a few chapters in my life. I trust that you all had a good holiday and have had a good start to your year! I honestly can’t believe its February, but I know 2013 will be an amazing year! It’s funny every time I have sat down to write the next post, something would happen and I would get distracted. (Squirrel!!) I also felt that I didn’t have much to say, since life has been so hectic. Which, I am sure many of you can understand. Thank you all for being patient during my small sabbatical and for being amazing readers!