The end of a fairy tail

It would be impossible to ignore my misfortune over the past year. I am almost embarrassed to go uptown, the endless explanations & impossible responses required to the filter of our community. I see jaws drop as friends approach. People most of all want to know, what is going on with YOU.

There is the sweetness of a small town that out weighs the set backs. Which is the lack of anonymity. The fact that an event can occur & within moment an interpretation & the Chinese whisper is released across the bar & down the lanes & through the alleys, picking up filters of influence on the way. Like it or not, everyone in a small town is a celebrity, and we are all the journalists. All responsible for our taint on the big picture. Well in my case only I know the big picture. What people are wanting to talk about is the tip of the iceberg. The Divorce, the car crash & the lost job, all aspects to topple a stable woman off her sound pedestal. But its all the nasty little things in between that have been un-included in the details of the big picture. But it is also impossible to begin to tell the story, for you cannot balance the facts. At this point all I can say is that is all truly behind me. Done, dealt, I have been beaten with the big stick of fate & folly all in one grim year. Meanwhile I have held my head high & tried to not to moan or complain. Its not the stiff upper lip approach. Or denying reality. Its just my story & no one else can really truly ever understand & truthfully I would not want them to. Its my story, and although I consider myself a storyteller, this is one story I really wouldn't want to share. It's not worth the air. There is so much that is magnificent to contemplate, why dwell on the disintegration of a fairy tail.