Beauty & The Beast: Prelude to an Ending

Forward: I am writing this to end a rocky, wonderful, painful, healing story. Internet relationships are a modern day phenomenon. We now have access to more people in more places and ways than at any other time in our history (that we know of...I've been watching too much "Ancient Aliens"). It is easier to meet others, share more details about who we are with strangers under an "invisible cloak" of annonymity. Funny just how personal keeping our distances from one another can create such intimate opportunities. I have made many friends over the years via the internet and social media. Being a former military wife, my husband was gone a lot and I got my social needs filled by going online instead of getting a sitter and leaving our girls at home. I learned lessons about over-sharing and people's ability at quick, often harsh judgements. I also learned how to open my heart and mind to new experiences. I found a freedom that I had never dreamed of having before and the cost that freedom exacts. Every "thing" comes at a price and rarely does the true cost equate to dollars, Euros, Yen or any other form of coinage. I could write volumns, alone, on my diverse, wide-open online experiences and perhaps I will. But  not this time. This is my dying embers tribute to a love story. Fairy Tales of old, in their original versions, had harsh, often frightening endings before the world around us became PC and sterilized them. This is not sterilized. These are letters from Beauty to the Beast and they contain her truth, from her eyes, about her part of this modern-day, fractured Fairy Tale.

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