I stumbled out of a delicious brunch date, opting to walk the 2 miles home in hopes of shaking off a horrendous hangover.
As I made my way down the sidewalk I could see a little girl and a woman walking towards me, hands swinging. The little girl had a fancy red hat sitting atop two perfect plaited pigtails. She was looking up at the woman, smiling and storytelling. As they got closer I was able to make out the end of her story.
“…and everyone in the whole world has a pet fairy! We are so lucky.”
To which the woman smiled, obviously amused and said, “is that so?”
I started giggling - so in love with that age of girl.
The little girl saw the woman rolling her eyes at her statement and quickly turned to me.
Little Girl: “You know about pet fairies, right?”
Me (covering my smile and snapping my lips closed): “Oh, of course.”
Little Girl: “Everyone has one. You can talk to them and ask them for help when something is scary. They do you favors!”
Me: “I talk to my pet fairy every day.”
Little Girl: “See, mom? We’re so lucky!”
The mother and I started laughing and I continued on my journey home. I don’t know if it was an emotional hangover or if I had really forgotten the feeling of believing in things with such certainty - but I could feel my eyes water as I began to cry.
There’s a lot of scary things in your twenties. We are so lucky.