His Sacred Name - An Easter Declaration

Princes and Princesses.

My friend wrote on her social networking status "to marry a prince, you have to become a princess." Shortly after reading that, I had asked a close friend of mine if I were a princess. I knew that he would be honest with me, as he usually tells things like they are. His answer was simple. "Yup."

I don't know about you, but when I hear the word prince, what usually comes to mind is the Snow White classic "Someday My Prince Will Come." Now that you have that tune going through your head...

I had once thought my prince did come, twice actually. Although the first was just a hope, and I wasn't a princess then. He was, however, a prince. The second I wanted him to be a prince - my prince. But he decided I wasn't his princess. I was once again locked in a tower, except now it seemed higher than ever. I believe it's still true though, one day my prince will come. Then he'll get smoked by the dragon. Yup, I'm pretty sure.

When I mentioned that to my friend, he told me that I didn't want a prince anyway. I wanted a King, who is merely a prince that is more manly. Here's how I see it going though: someday my prince will come and then he'll get smoked by the dragon. There's always a dragon. After going through that fire (or maybe in the midst of it) he'll step it up and become more manly, thus becoming a king willing to take me as his queen. And my mom tells me my life is no fairy tale! Ha!