Once there was a girl with a fairy heart. She was born into the mysteries, feeling all that there was to feel. She jumped into life with wings outstretched, and sought to experience all the tides and nuances of the world.
Spring to summer, she became a wife then a mother . . . her mother . . . her mother's mother! Conventional and practical, her wings withered. She lost sight of the stars. She startled late one night, "My God! I am going to die!" And she knew right then that it was time to wake up.