Once upon a time---38 years ago yesterday to be exact---a Knight in Shining Armor swept into a lady's life to rescue her. She was so relieved and thankful for his great love and protection.
Life has marched on since that day. There have been good days, there have been better days and there have been days over the top. There have also been bad days, and there have been----WELL DO NOT GO THERE. The Kingdom has grown with three royal heirs and now the next generation of Knights have arrived--4 in all. Somehow they have survived it all---though admitting they are not quite sure how they did some days.
The Knight's steed has gone from dazzling white to motley gray. The Knight's armor is dented and tarnished from falling from his steed and the dirt in the road. And the damsel in distress-----the fair maiden----she has appeared to be more of a screeching wretch on many an occasion and as the flower faded so she goes. And yet---all these years later somehow there is still a Knight and still his lady. The only problem is that the Knight is holding on to the out of control horse for dear life and the lady is dragging behind clinging to the horse's tail----wondering if the horse is ever going to slow down. Life goes on---and the Knight is still there behind the armor and the lady still has the same heart--even after all the bumps of the road--they are the same.