By Cinderella  dani6677@yahoo.com
Date: 27 November 1999

PC and Cinderella meet

There once was a girl.  A very pretty, smart, clever and intelligent girl.  
She saw a boy one day.  He was exactly like she had always dreamed.  He was 
handsome and witty, a little quirky, very athletic, and had a smile that could 
melt her heart on contact.  She knew in an instant that he was hers and she was 
his.  But, the time was not right.  They were both seeing other people.  But 
everyday, when she saw him, she would feel inside how good they would be 
together.  They were such similar people.  A little inane, a little nutty, 
but always good-hearted, and both had a zest for life that was undeniable.  
But like I said earlier, the timing was not right.  Over the next 2 years, 
she would go through much heartache, and grow as a person in some of the best 
ways she ever had in her life.  She found herself again.  She saw the beauty 
in life, no matter the circumstance; she saw the goodness in people even when 
they didn't show it to her.  She gained this sense that we are all people, we 
are all loving and loved by someone and something.  And she began to see what 
it took to make something work.  The mistakes she had made over the last two 
years were all a learning process she needed to go through in order to be ready 
to love this one who hung her stars.  
So life begins to fall into place.  The Ironman becomes her next goal in life.  
She continues to fundraise for LSA.  She's feeling good about life and all it's
 splendors.  She likes to get up in the morning and greet the day.  (Well, OK, 
she doesn't really like to get up in the morning if it's before 9am, but what 
can you do?).  The time is right.  Enter prince charming, Erik of Turke.  
Erik was the most amazing person, and she didn't even know him yet.  But she 
loved his willingness to always be himself, and at the same time to be so 
polite/nice.  (The King and Queen of Turke had raised him well).  He had a 
deep love for his family, an uncontrollable quest to be outside and 
bike/run/swim, and the heart of a little boy.  He would dance all by himself 
and love every moment of it.  He would play the piano like he taught 
Billy Joel a thing or two.  He would put on crazy wigs and strum away on 
the guitar, like a real rock star.  His sense of humor and fun was a copy of 
her own.  She could look at him and just GET him.  She could understand his 
love of cuddling in bed, his kisses she knew by heart.  But it was the boots 
and Bonnie Rait that sold her down the river.  How could she ever find another 
person in San Francisco to two step with, and one with some nice black boots to 
boot!!!!  

She doesn't know where it goes from here yet.  She doesn't know if her prince, 
Erik of Turke, is going to see this as the right time.  Will he see all the 
good in her?  Will he see her soul and feel that same connection.  Is he 
thinking about her now in his far off castle at Stinson Beach?  Or was he 
with another?  Maybe a princess.  Maybe someone more deserving of his beauty, 
mind and soul than she?  I doubt it, but we don't pick these things, they pick 
us.  Maybe it hasn't yet picked him?  She fears that he may not want to be with 
her because she is not royalty, rather a peasant girl just trying to make it in 
this world and make it the best way she knows how.  She loves him.  That much 
is true and clear.  But she is standing alone, and all she can do is continue 
to believe that when he said she was good for him, he meant it.  And when he 
said she was too sweet, he didn't think too sweet to touch.  And when he said 
he was glad to be able to talk to someone about his passions and have her 
understand, he found real value and worth in it.  Maybe she's his Cinderella, 
and he, her PC.  

And now the ball has been planned.  Will PC ask Cinderella to join him, 
or will he go with someone else b/c it's expected of him?  She will get a 
new dress, and be a vision of beauty for him, if only he'll take a chance 
and lead by his heart and not other's heads.