Fairy Diary

My husband

14. Fun, the year of the Pegasus

Dear diary,

Last time I told you a bit about my children, but today I want to tell you a bit more about my husband, Van. I feel like I need to write things down somewhere, to make our story eternal.

It probably sounds strange to you, but I feel that even after we are gone, our love will live on, and a part of it will stay captured in this diary. Even after we are both long dead, our love might touch someone's very soul. I don't know, it's just a strange idea I got recently.

Anyway, I honestly didn't know what kind of husband Van would be when I married him. I mean I love him, and that is why I married him, but I didn't truly know what to expect.

It turns out that he is an awesome husband when he is not doing something crazy or stupid, of course, but I think that has more to do with male nature than anything else. He is so caring and helpful that I can't believe my luck. It's like I found all that I have been looking for and so much more.

Don't get me wrong he is not the perfect husband, but he is doing his best, and that is all we can ask of anyone. If I am being honest, and I know you will be surprised by this statement, but I am not perfect either. The same as him, I try to do my best, and we make it work.

It's so nice to have someone to turn to when you need help or support. When you have nightmares, it's good to know that there will always be someone to hug them away. Not just someone, but the person you have waited for your entire life, and you haven't even realized it.

That special someone with whom you can share the good times, as well as bad ones, and whom you would support and care for, without a second thought.

Also, he is spoiling me with his affection and small signs of appreciation.

Every morning, no matter how hectic his day is, or how many times we have to get up to take care of the children, he would wake me up with a gentle kiss and breakfast in bed.

Honestly, I am enjoying it too much to ask him to stop, although I know that preparing breakfast must eat up more time than he can afford. However, I try to return the favor by preparing candlelit dinners when he comes home late, and the children are already off to bed.

Of course, it's not all rainbows and sunshine, we have our problems and disagreements, but we work together to go past them.

What annoys me are these strange periods which he has where he does the stupidest, riskiest things thinking they are a good idea. It ranges from taking high risks to getting stupid ideas like the mushrooms under our bed.

The riskiest thing he had done so far was chasing a troll on whom Van's favorite hat had landed while being swept away by the wind.

If you are not familiar with trolls, they are huge, foul creatures. The only thing fouler than their temper being the odor they leave behind. They never visit fairy or elf lands, but we happened to encounter it when we were exploring other lands.

It didn't see us, at the time, but once Van's hat landed, funnily enough, on the troll's huge head, he just had to go ahead and chase after it. I mean who, in their right mind, would do something like that!?

The troll swathed him away, probably thinking it was just an annoying fly, and the only reason he wasn't squashed like a ripe tomato was his dumb luck. Finally, he got a hold of his hat and left the enormous troll to continue his journey in peace.

It was such an irresponsible and stupid move, but he couldn't understand why I was angry, and claimed that it was all perfectly safe because he knew what he was doing.

I was sure that was not true, that he was just trying to soothe my temper, which still flares up from time to time when he does something extremely stupid, or when he refuses to understand my point of view.

Still, we try to be the best parents we can be, despite sometimes having marital disagreements, and not let our children lack anything, especially love and support. We give them as much attention as we can, and try to do a lot of different things as a family.

Also, we think it is important to teach them to respect different cultures, so we teach them about the elf and fairy cultures, human culture, as well as all the others.

However, we always try to keep in mind that they are children and that they need to have as much fun as possible. Our little Joy is helping us with that since she loves using magic to entertain the others, and I often try to help her out by adding my flavor of magic and what I see as fun.

For example, just yesterday I made rainbow-colored bubbles, and we spent the whole day chasing them around the meadow, while the sun reflected off them, making them even more perfect. We were all running around, chasing the colorful bubbles laughing out loud, and competing who would catch more bubbles.

It was an amazing day, and another good thing about it was that it had exhausted the kids, so much so, that they fell asleep very quickly, halfway through the first story. Usually, they would insist on at least three stories, so yesterday was a good day.

Van and I had the chance to spend some time alone, drinking red wine and enjoying the fresh evening air that was drifting in through the open window. With the house full of kids, we quickly learned to cherish the quiet moments and, if I am being honest, to create them as well.

Yes, I admit, we sometimes use magic on our children. I know how bad it sounds, but we just help them fall asleep...more quickly than they usually would. Is that so bad?

Well, you probably think so, but let me tell you, when you are dealing with four small children, you use everything that might help you out.

Unfortunately for us, our magical powers don't work on Joy, which is not so good for us since she is a bundle of energy AND she has wings, so we spend more time than we would like to admit chasing her around the house.

I am not sure if it's her personality or if it's the fact that she is a fairy-elf, but she has so much energy. Also, she possesses more magic than we anticipated, so we are trying to find a way to deal with that cute little problem of ours.

Overall, we are leading a very happy and normal life. The only thing that makes me sad is that my parents refuse to see their grandchildren, but I still hope they will change their minds.

So, dear diary, as busy as I am, I won't be able to write to you anymore, but I wanted you to know that my husband is simply wonderful and that we are happy with our lovely children although they do keep us very busy.

As they say "we lived happily ever after", well, at least I hope so.

THE END

Author's note: If you liked this story please check out The Diary of Joy which happens after this story and tells us more about the life of this magical family as seen through the eyes of Joy.