Once upon a time

Once upon a time I had some babies, and was so inspired by and passionate about my birth experiences that I decided to learn how to help other women do the same thing.

Once upon a time I went to a very good school, with a very good nursing program, and had the most lovely young French Princess come live with me to take care of my beautiful children.

Once upon a time all the birthing centers in New York shut down and the midwives all moved away (or became lawyers).

Once upon a time, the lovely young French Princess returned to her garret in Paris. But before she left she cast a spell over my family to ensure they would love her always.

Once upon a time I remembered I was a writer and translated medical-ese into regular-person-speak.

Once upon a time, in a place that seems far, far away, fiction began to pour out.

Once upon a time I apologized to my knight in shining armor for wasting our money learning how to tend to the sick, when what I had really wanted was to catch babies. I don’t like tending to the sick.

Every year the lovely young French Princess would return to my castle to check on her spell and spread joy throughout the land and once upon a time she brought a handsome young Prince with her.

Once upon a time the handsome young Prince and the lovely young French Princess sent missives out,  over mountains and crossing seas, asking everyone in the kingdom, both near and far, to join the festivities when they became married.

Once upon a time I got on a plane with my knight in shining armor, leaving the beautiful children with their relatives, and went on a quest to find the perfect Café in Paris, the best glass of wine in Dordogne, and watch the lovely young French Princess walk down the aisle with her handsome young Prince.

And we all lived happily ever after.


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10 responses to “Once upon a time

  1. Well now that the morning is here and my sleeplessness is behind me I can clearly see that a Princess I be…Do you see it too?? M..

  2. I loved your Fairy Tale and have to confess / that little girls in my age bracket (older than dirt) we were told a lot of crap and we beleived all of it. It would be far better if we nurtered our prince charmings and ourselves with a little reality. Cinderella had a pumkin coach/ I just made winter squash soup. Yes it is in the pumkin family and it’s healthy , but if I ever sat on or in it I would squash the squash, or Pumkin into a sauce. So tales that have no basis in reality are out!!! Soup recipes are in. I am however still waiting for my fairy god mother…I left a plate of cookies out for her but some potential footman for the coach ate the cookies….Love you Linda

  3. Jenny deBeer Charno

    I loved the post, I love the fairy tale, I love your family, and Cori really made me laugh. Have a marvelous time!

  4. Asses indeed! And I’m sure I’ll have enough wine for EVERYONE!

  5. Mazel tov and felitations to the princess and prince!

  6. Rhona

    That is very probably the best blog post I have ever read.
    Fairytale for grown-ups!
    Have a glass of that perfect wine for me. 😉

  7. Cori

    Ooops! Stupid auto correction!!! I meant to say Awwwwww! How funny is that??

  8. Cori

    Asses! I am such a sucker for a beautiful fairytale come TRUE! love love LOVE!