Tonight, I have lived a Story Book.
There were princesses wearing favorite dresses.
Table set. The promised rain waited until most of the gathered had arrived. Helping the cast look flawless on arrival. A little fiction.
He arrived, the Honored, with his Lover by his side. Took their place at the table.
Presents were lauded. Drinks were poured.
As if Walt Disney himself had a hand in it, and not the latterday saints, even a-most-cutest-dog-ever showed up.
Later, dances were danced, and all the people of this Story Book tale had their chance to, well, dance.
At the beginning of this Once Upon A Time is a boy named Jason. He came out to his parents, by the way, this same week, as a proud gay son. At the end is a Graduate.
I know you can.