Once upon a time there was this little girl who had big dreams for the future. She lived with a family who was wonderful to her...despite the walls they created to protect her from the vile realities of the world. Desperate for freedom, she would gaze out her window in silent longing for the truth that held her captive. That one day she can be part of that reality, no matter how bitter it's ends would be. But she believed that her family meant well, and that their protection was built as a shield for her not to be blinded with all the harshness that engulfs our lives. Still, with an inquisitive brain atop her young shoulders, she broke herself loose from the chains of captivity and ventured on her own, discovering along the way that her family deemed her intentions wrong. She mingled with people, threw away her inhibitions, became reckless with her emotions, and in the end tore her sanity apart.

Words of wisdom flew away and she felt free and unchained..she was living her life to the fullest..and until one day she fell apart.

With tears in her eyes she went home. And her family enveloped her back, wiped her sorrow away...but even if their comfort would erase all the pain that consumed her, it was embedded within. She tried to forget how the outside world had been so cruel, how people hurt her, how she sacrificed everything for others, and ended up battered and wounded. Her mind was set to hate them for all eternity and enclose herself within the arms of that protective wall her family built around her. But she knew that she cannot stay protected forever. That one day she would have to go beyond what others expected of her. It is the cruel whips of life that would eventually make her the person that she was meant to be.

The little girl fought and even if she turned out to be the fine woman that she is, she protected herself from anyone that would attempt to grow close to her. She knew men would only cause her harm, and she was not up to anymore pain. With all of that, she wanted to remain in that tower forever but she couldn't. She was a part of the world, no matter how small that part vould be. And this wasn't a fairy tale. Deep in her heart she wanted to believe that life could be beautiful, that one magical day a prince would save her from all the pain..but all she had left was to dwell on her own strength, and hope that if fairy tales do exist, she would finally share her strength with someone.

Amidst all that, strenght and coyrage is one thing that holds the pieces of that little girl's soul. But she lives with a yearning, a hunger to believe that somewhere out there, someone would be willing to walk beside her and face life's realities together, someone who would not only vatch her when she falls but stand beside her to prevent her from falling. Someone who is not meant to make her happy..but to share her happiness.

And after waiting for what she seemed like an eternity..she did. She fell in love with his eyes, the careful way he would hold her hand..and that soft voice that soothes her doubts gone. He didn't arrive in a white horse, nor clad in steel to battle off any dragons. All it took was a smile to make her trust and believe that even if fairy tales are purely fiction, her prince charming was not so far away.

There are many lost lost little girls out there..women of their prime..who keep searching what their lives mean. Women...who angrily curse men out of their lives forever. But a woman, no matter how independent and tough you maybe..we are not destined to live alone...just like everyone else. I believed in that. I was once that little girl too.

It doesn't take a fairy tale to believe in one. All it takes is a man who can sweep you off your feet, glory in your success, and accept you when you're at your worst. I found that man who saved me. Now dare to find yours.