If I’m honest, I have to tell you that I still read fairy tales and I like them best of all.
So said the elegant Audrey Hepburn, and so say I. I love every one of them, but my favorite, of course, is Beauty and the Beast. I have a lovely collection of retellings of that famous tale as well as various artist’s renditions of the characters.
But I also grew up not wanting to grow up. I fought to always keep my window open, just in case Peter Pan would come get me. Summertime it was okay, but as temperatures began to their descent towards -20 lows in northwest Nebraska, the ruling was final: all windows closed and locked. I was sure it was one of those days when he came by and found himself locked out and I was forced into adolesence and then adulthood.
There is a remake of the classic Disney movie with a scene not found in the original. Aunt Millicent remarks how Wendy has a “hidden kiss” at the corner of her mouth, just like her mother’s.
Wendy: But what is it for?
Aunt Millicent: It is for the greatest adventure of all. They that find it have slipped in and out of Heaven.
Wendy: Find what?
Aunt Millicent: The one the kiss belongs to.
This scene played over and over in my head after my Cowboy finally gave me his first, shy kiss because he has the habit of kissing me on the lower corner of the left hand side of my mouth.
Where my hidden kiss would be located. Where the person it was meant for found it. And, with finding the person the kiss belonged to, where my greatest adventure of all began.