After losing my fifth tooth, I was already onto the tooth fairy. I believed in her for my first few teeth as the young, innocent child I was. Putting my tooth under the pillow along with a secret note only for the eyes of the fairy. I talked to her, and each time I lost a tooth I saw it as a chance to better get to know this little fairy who signed her notes as Swirly. The letters she drew with had swirly curvy letters, that made her notes unique and special. I always fell asleep with a smile on my face knowing she would be coming during the night and I would wake up to a special surprise. Who are your siblings? What's the name of your best friend? I was so curious to get to know this fairy that when the day arrived that she “forgot” to come I was heart broken. Where is she? Why didn’t she come? I knew. I just didn’t want to say it, I didn’t want to think that there was no magical fairy and that this special connection wasn’t real. I had to face the truth, though, my little fairy friend had been my mom all along. However, my little sister, being two years younger than me, didn’t know this. She deserved to believe in the magic a little while longer and fall asleep thinking about her own fairy. I was the new fairy for my sister, taking over the role of my mom I answered my sister's questions that she wrote in her notes. I helped get her more time to still believe in the magic that made her happy for a little while longer.
The Man who was always happy
Papa Ken was my grandpa, my mom's mom's husband. What a stroke of luck that she met this man, for he played such a large role in my life as well as the lives of every person he met. He died a few years back, it's okay however, because all we remember now are the good memories. Papa Ken was a bigger guy, but that just made him all the more hug-able. He was just so happy. So very happy. He was the type of person to graciously share his joyfulness and good spirits with everyone around him. He had an amazing smile and laugh. When Papa Ken smiled, the whole room lit up. When he smiled everyone's mood improved; simply lifted the spirits. That is one thing I will never forget about Papa Ken, his genuine happiness. Also how he spread it around. Every time he met someone new, he treated them as if they were king and was so genuine and engage towards everyone. He greeted strangers politely then went on to continue asking questions and starting conversation. I remember he once met someone on the side of the road and ended up talking with the man for hours on end, just because he was so eager to listen and learn. What am I gonna do with you? The phrase he always said to me followed by a big smile and laughter. Whenever I went to their house in NJ, I opened the door and was immediately greeted with a huge bear hug. These are the things I will never forget about Papa Ken, his personality and how it has the ability to light up anyone's day.
Side Note: In the picture below on the top right, I remember we were at a diner in CT when it was taken. I remember Papa Ken saying to me "are those glasses real or are they just a fashion statement?" It made me confident in my glasses because I used to think they were ugly on me. We both know this was a very nice thing of him to say because it is obvious that the pink Sponge bob glasses were not my best choice.