Once upon a time there were two people in love. The man was a prince; the woman--a peasant. No one understood why this prince loved the peasant. She wasn't beautiful, she wasn't always nice or happy. But they loved each other very much. The prince would visit the peasant girl every day. One day the prince went to the peasant girls house, knelt down, and asked her to marry him. The angels in the heavens leaned in close to hear the peasant girl whisper her answer, "yes." They were engaged and as happy as can be! The prince told his bride-to-be he needed to go away for a little while (kingly duties and such). One would think the bride-to-be would be glowing, planning the wedding, always talking about the wedding. But instead, after just three days, she was back to herself. She didn't make wedding plans. In fact she never even talked about the wedding. It was as if she forgot the prince was even coming back....
**Disclaimer: I did not make this up, I heard it. This is just my rendition. It was too good not to share. :)
(I hope you caught the allegory!)
