I’m finding the secret much harder to keep this year.
Last December I had no trouble at all keeping the surprise of our first trip to Walt Disney World secret. We were going FOR the girl. The trip was for her, and I honestly found little excitement in the idea of going beyond knowing how much she was going to love it. I knew I wanted to take her while the magic of Disney was still real, when the princesses are really princesses, and Mickey isn’t some person in a costume but the real Mickey Mouse. I was excited for HER. I had no excitement over the trip on my behalf. I like vacations that are away from the tourists, away from commercialism, away from the hustle and bustle. Give me the quiet of a place devoid of man but full of life. So the idea that I could fall in love with the most touristy commercialized place on the planet was entirely foreign… yet that’s exactly what happened.
This year the secret of our January trip to WDW is SOOO hard to keep. I am so excited, and not just for her. I’m excited for ME TOO. It was the best time of my life, and I can’t wait to do it again. We are better prepared, we know more, and therefore we’ll be able to do more and see more. 😀 It’s going to be so stinkin’ awesome!
I really didn’t expect to fall in love with the place, but I did. There really is something so magical about it all. The magic is real because WE made it real. We jumped in and did everything wholeheartedly. Sure, we did it for the girl , but it was for us too. And I can’t wait to go back.