November 21, 2008
Glow In The Dark.
In order to confirm that I truly feel young, at least young at heart, I have to share something magically whimsical.
I am not a child, but I at times like childlike things. My friend Holly was recently captivated by the fact that I have my bedroom in the attic. 'It had a little princess feel', she stated. I never thought about that, but she is right on. I am very romantic and this is indeed reflected all over my house and the rooms. My bedroom is no exception. The bed is right under a window in the vaulted ceiling, enabling me to watch stars in the black night sky. Often the moon will shine right onto my face while I sleep. Or, at times, it will illuminate my favourite painting of all times, given to me by a special man.
He also very early understood my fascination with the sky and the stars and gave me a wonderful, magical gift, "Glow in the dark stars and galaxies”. Meant to be put up in children’s room, this gift made me giddy and happy, just like a little girl. I placed the glowing stars all around the window in the vaulted ceiling, just above the bed, creating a fantasy extension of the night sky. The shinning stars are the last thing I see before I close my eyes, reminding me of what I hold dear. It is a jovial kind of magic I still enjoy despite many candles on my birthday cake.