There’s something fascinating about the way we approach fairytales.

Even when we know they are fictional… we believe them

Not every detail.

We don’t necessarily believe in dragons or magic spells or enchanted castles.

But we believe something else.

We believe the good in them.

We believe that kindness matters.

We believe courage can change things.

We believe love can transform people.

We believe patience can lead to something meaningful.

And somehow, those parts of the story feel true.

Even when the rest of the world tells us that reality is much more complicated..