A week and two days away....
Right now I'm sitting pool side in Lake Buena Vista, Florida. We've been here since last Saturday. It's been a long vacation and some nice time away. We spent some time down in Melbourne, playing on the beach and visiting my Nannu (Grandma). I took a ton of pictures the first day, but did this weird thing the second. I left my phone in the hotel. Partly because it was dead and partly because I wanted to actually be involved in the day. It was a fun feeling. To be free. In fact, we've chosen to not Facebook this trip. One, for the safety of our home, since someone decided to burglarize it not once, but twice right after our fire. And two, because we wanted to truly get away. The only reason we've been on FB is to keep track of a young girl who sadly lost her fight with cancer yesterday. That's a blog for another day. RIP Moe.
Right now, I'm sitting pool side at our fourth hotel this trip. First one, KC airport since we had the 5:30am flight last Saturday. Second, a nice beach getaway. Overlooking the Atlantic Ocean and just across the harbor from grandma. We've stayed at that one before and it's one of our favorites. Our third, was an on site Disney hotel that messed up our reservation and led us to our fourth hotel, a Disney hotel too but a nicer, and right on the strip hotel. The family, being the true Kansans they are, are swimming on this cloudy, 70 degree day. I'm blogging and hoping to read some. Tonight we will spend one our last days at the parks. Partying it up with Mickey and the princesses until 2am....well maybe.
It's been a busy and yet relaxing trip. Our secret about coming the week before Thanksgiving has clearly gotten out, as the parks are packed and it can be a little overwhelming. Rude people all over the place and we are trying to stay positive and enjoy the ride. It's been a life lesson for sure. And I think we all miss home. 9 days away is fun...but a long time for people who just got home.
It's a different kind of magic this time around. Maybe our first trip will always be the best in that sense. The girls are older and more aware of the not so beautiful parts of life. But here and there, there are glimpses of that magic. P2 is still very much the little girl in the group and enjoys meeting the characters and gets giddy watching parades. P1 loves the fireworks and the thrill of the rides with her daddy. I've loved being able to spoil them some and not have to share them with the rest of our world a little. But they miss their own beds, they miss Moose, our kitty and they miss school. P1 has been working hard on the homework packet she asked for. P2 has been reading like crazy. They're bummed that next week is a short school week. Crazy girls!!
This trip marks a big personal journey for me. Perhaps a change? Perhaps more focus on my health. Things have to change, this rhumatic crap is making that evident. Moe put a lot of that in perspective for me this week. I will keep that to myself for awhile and hopefully blog some major, exciting changes. Kris is along for the ride too this time. That will help. The writing will help as I hope to jump into a big, but emotionally difficult project with a friend.
Change is scary. Change is good.
Right now, I'm sitting pool side at our fourth hotel this trip. First one, KC airport since we had the 5:30am flight last Saturday. Second, a nice beach getaway. Overlooking the Atlantic Ocean and just across the harbor from grandma. We've stayed at that one before and it's one of our favorites. Our third, was an on site Disney hotel that messed up our reservation and led us to our fourth hotel, a Disney hotel too but a nicer, and right on the strip hotel. The family, being the true Kansans they are, are swimming on this cloudy, 70 degree day. I'm blogging and hoping to read some. Tonight we will spend one our last days at the parks. Partying it up with Mickey and the princesses until 2am....well maybe.
It's been a busy and yet relaxing trip. Our secret about coming the week before Thanksgiving has clearly gotten out, as the parks are packed and it can be a little overwhelming. Rude people all over the place and we are trying to stay positive and enjoy the ride. It's been a life lesson for sure. And I think we all miss home. 9 days away is fun...but a long time for people who just got home.
It's a different kind of magic this time around. Maybe our first trip will always be the best in that sense. The girls are older and more aware of the not so beautiful parts of life. But here and there, there are glimpses of that magic. P2 is still very much the little girl in the group and enjoys meeting the characters and gets giddy watching parades. P1 loves the fireworks and the thrill of the rides with her daddy. I've loved being able to spoil them some and not have to share them with the rest of our world a little. But they miss their own beds, they miss Moose, our kitty and they miss school. P1 has been working hard on the homework packet she asked for. P2 has been reading like crazy. They're bummed that next week is a short school week. Crazy girls!!
This trip marks a big personal journey for me. Perhaps a change? Perhaps more focus on my health. Things have to change, this rhumatic crap is making that evident. Moe put a lot of that in perspective for me this week. I will keep that to myself for awhile and hopefully blog some major, exciting changes. Kris is along for the ride too this time. That will help. The writing will help as I hope to jump into a big, but emotionally difficult project with a friend.
Change is scary. Change is good.
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