I grew up on Disney movies. Princesses and dragons and the prince that always saves them.When I was little I thought Cinderella really did live in the castle at Disney World. Hopelessly I believe everyone can still have their own fairytale.
Isn't it kind of amazing how a person who was once a stranger, can suddenly, without warning, mean the entire world to you? And isn't it scary that once they mean the entire world to you that they can become a stranger again?
I have a light up moon in the kids bedroom and every night I kiss them on the cheek, tell them "I love you" . walk over to the moon on the wall, touch it. and come back and kiss them again and say "to the moon and back.