I’m here at the happiest place on Earth, Walt Disney World! I know some people think Disney and think commercial, crowded, hot. It is all of those things, but it is also MAGIC.
I didn’t experience the magic of Disney until I was a mother. When my son Will was two, I saw Disney through his eyes. We have a picture of him hugging Winnie the Pooh after a character breakfast, with the twinkle in his eyes and the smile spread across his face, the look of pure love for Pooh Bear, this photo captures the moment that I fell in love with Disney.
Our first trip as a family of four was the Labor Day weekend after my daughter Claire was born; she was only three months old. As a family we have probably visited Disney 75 times in the last 14 years. I have so many special memories reeling in my head, trips with just the four of us, trips with family, trips with friends. We have made so many wonderful memories here! This weekend, we decided to spend our last Labor Day before Will goes to college next year at Disney, and I can’t wait to see what is in store for us.
I woke up this morning after the best sleep I’ve had in ages with Cinderella’s song playing in my head, “a dream is a wish your hear makes, when you’re fast asleep.” My family is my dream. I know that as a child I must have dreamt them every night. I couldn’t have fallen in love with a better husband or scripted better children. Sometimes I fear that I will wake and that they will have only been a dream; I would be so empty without them.
This morning, while they are sleeping and I pound away on this iPad, I have a total appreciation for the beautiful life God has given me. I am truly blessed. Now, should I wake them up so the magic can start, or should I let them sleep? No, I should let them dream.