The Happiest Place on Earth

Let me take you back to seven years ago. July 26th, 2006 was the first time I ever flew on a plane. It was the first time I left New England. It was the first time I was too excited to sleep at all. 

July 26th, 2006 was the first time I went to Florida. Do you know what I was most excited for? I'll give you a hint, it's the "happiest place on Earth". 

Did you guess Disney World? If you did, you're right. I remember hearing stories from my friends about their trips to Disney World, and I just wanted to go so bad. There was talk of it a couple times before 2006, but it never happened. Finally, we were going. I was thirteen years old at the time (almost fourteen). I was so excited the night before we left to fly to Florida, I didn't sleep at all. I was up from the morning of July 25th until the evening of July 26th (which is a long time when you're only thirteen).  We went to Disney World, and I loved it, absolutely loved it. I made a promise to my thirteen-year-old self that, when the opportunity presents itself, I will go to every Disney park in the world. I do plan on keeping that promise starting with Sunday.

Sunday, seven years (and a month) later, I'll be at my second Disney park, Disneyland.. and I'm wicked excited. I'll be taking lots and lots of pictures and enjoying the day to the full extent with a good friend and a new friend. 

What brought about this post? A combination of looking through old photos on Facebook and coming across a picture of myself in the airport for the first time and realizing that I'm going to Disney this weekend. 

A good use of reflection.

Happy Weekend!

peace.love.happiness.

~Lisa