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It doesn't make me hopeless

     I am a hopeless romantic, it's a true story. I love cheesy, but sincere lines, and old couples holding hands, happy endings and slow kisses in the rain. Once when I was about 14 years old my bishop called me up in fireside (probably about dating and relationships) and asked me to tell everybody what my ideal evening with my future spouse would be; he knew I was a hopeless romantic and for some reason thought I would give the perfect answer. I don't know if my answer really was that different than what any other girls would have been, but I do remember my answer.
    I said my dream evening with my spouse would be going on a walk while holding hands. The years have changed me: I'm older, my priorities have changed, I'm a little less shallow, my perspective has changed, my faith has grown deeper, my heart has changed. This one thing about me has never changed, I am still a hopeless romantic. I have been warned to be careful and protect my heart, and to be wary. Honestly I love this part of who I am, I love to dream of simple things, and happy endings, and beautiful beginnings, and enchanting eternities.
    While I realize Disney fairy tales are an inaccurate representation of reality I believe to each story there is a small truth. Like in Sleeping Beauty I believe that a kiss does have the power to wake us up. Kissing those you love keeps you from forgetting what being near them does to you, it reminds you everyday what they mean to you: Never make it a chore to love those that mean the most to you everyday, make it a priority.
    Like in Cinderella I believe we are all royalty dressed in rags, some rags better than others but still dressed in mere cloth that reflects nothing of our worth inside. We all have moments of feeling like we are reduced to rags and dirt. However, the way people treat us is more of a statement about who they are, than who we are. The way we respond speaks volumes of who we are, despite what cloth we are dressed in. There will be a day when we are all presented before the Prince, The Prince of Peace, and he will see us as we are regardless of what we are wearing.
    In Snow White we see that when treated with kindness, love, patience and happiness even Grumpy people can be almost pleasant. It is all in how we treat them and respond to them. We must seek to be kinder than those that may put us down.
     In the beautiful story of Beauty and The Beast we see that only kindness, patience and true beauty (not of the flesh) can open hearts to feeling things they have never felt before. You cannot battle evil and cruelty with evil and cruelty, only love and kindness can combat that.
    I believe in kindness and beauty and simple things. I believe in joy in love and light in life. It helps me see light and happiness and hope when I am at my whits end.
    It doesn't make me hopeless, it doesn't make me weak. It makes me strong, it helps me believe that the best is yet to come. I realize marriage is hard, and love is hard. Being single is hard, for that matter life is hard. It's okay, if it wasn't hard we would never change, we would get caught in the caress of casual comfortability. We would have no desire to go anywhere, It would be miserable. Hard is what pushes us forward and forces us to progress.
      But believing in the simple things it makes life more enjoyable, no it doesn't make it easier, my heart still breaks, quite easily. I care deeply usually over things that sometimes tear me apart inside. I analyze things like crazy looking for truth and meaning, when sometimes there isn't any: Sometimes things happen because people are mortal and they make tough choices that hurt you. Things don't always happen with purpose, but we can always gain strength, wisdom and hope. I believe we can find reason in our lives experiences that will propel us toward growth and change.
    I think learning to believe in the simple things gives us strength to overcome the difficult things. I am a hopeless romantic, of that I am unashamed: because in all the hopelessness of this mortal life I believe this one thing gives me hope. Love gives us hope.

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