“Okay, you guys need the dope on the real story of the princess and the frog.” Naomi tapped the table top for attention. “So once upon a time, a beautiful, independent, confident princess came upon a frog sitting by a pond. The frog said to the princess, ‘I was once a handsome prince until an evil witch put a spell on me.'”
We all made faces and Naomi pressed on. “So the smart-assed frog aid, ‘If you will just kiss me, I will turn back into a prince. And then you’ll marry me, move into the castle with my mother, and you can cook for me and clean my clothes, have my children and live happy ever after while I go rescue a damsel in distress.'”
Gillian and I groaned but Naomi ignored us.
“Later that night, the princess laughed as she sat down to dinner. ‘I don’t think so,’ she said, and dug hungrily into her plate of frog’s legs. And she lived happily ever after.'”
“Losing someone you love leaves a hole in your heart that never goes away. But in time, you’ll learn to grow a larger heart around that hole.”