Sunday, May 11, 2014

You Can't Go to Disney Without Me!

Three months prior to the two hour flight that would transport my family from the dreary cold of a New Jersey winter to the sunny skies of Florida, my husband Bob spent an entire morning on hold - his cell phone in one ear and our home phone in the other - waiting patiently for someone to pick up at least one of the two calls he had placed.

His goal?  To make a reservation for "Breakfast with the Princesses", the planned highlight of my 4-year old daughter Melissa's first trip to the Walt "Happiest Place on Earth" Disney World.

His efforts were worth the wait. The much anticipated breakfast inside Cinderella's Castle lived up to its reputation. My star-struck daughter gazed in awe as Belle, Mary Poppins, Cinderella, and Ariel treated her like a princess in her own right, showering her with hugs and kisses.

We have been back to Disney countless times since that first trip in February of 2002.  The heart-warming memories of each visit meticulously preserved thanks to pages and pages of dusty old photo albums.

Last week, while looking for a non-strenuous activity to pass the time during recovery from major surgery, something drew me to those memories. I gazed at the photo albums as if visiting an old friend, each picture taking me to a place where princesses came to life and a little girl's imagination kept reality at bay.

With every photo, my daughter grew a wee bit taller, her features giving way from the baby-faced cherub who marveled at meeting princesses to a beautiful young lady who, despite the chance of ruining her teen reputation, still chose to pose with Mary Poppins.

Today, at 16, even though the allure of the "celebrity" princesses is no longer a draw for Melissa, she still loves all things Disney.  Sure, we've traveled to other vacation destinations.  Canada's Niagara Falls, Tennessee's Great Smokey Mountains, and the beloved beaches of our own Jersey shore, a mere hour's drive, door to door. Yet no other location pulls us back like the promise of "The Happiest Place on Earth."  For it is in this place that I have watched my daughter, in spite of her evolution from toddler to teen, shed her inhibitions and embrace the magic.



It is here that she'll choose to hold her daddy's hand in favor of the iPhone texts that connect her to the world beyond our vacation.  It is here, miles from her peers, that I become her "default" best friend.  It is here that I relish our time together as a family, putting aside thoughts of years to come when Melissa might no longer choose to do Disney with mom and dad.

But I still had time, didn't I? Days and months and years of time, before that day would arrive.

Or did I?

She has been saving for her next trip to "The Happiest Place on Earth".  But this time it will be her classmates, not mom and dad, who will share the magic as they take Disney by storm during their senior class trip in two years' time.

Will there be the chance for one last visit as a family, one last opportunity to capture the magic with mom and dad before my daughter relinquishes the comfort of her poster-filled bedroom in favor of a college dorm?

Before she begins her journey towards independence?

Before she leaves her childhood behind?

Before I am forced to say goodbye?

Melissa at 5, and again at 15. Will there be time for one last trip to Disney with mom and dad before she goes off to college?



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12 comments:

  1. They grow up too soon! Before you know it, they are independent and ready to move out. I'm dreading that day! Let's enjoy our children while we can!

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    1. I know! Our children really are a gift, just lent to us for 18 years!

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  2. The kids are really growing up fast too..hope that there is one more disney trip for your family.

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    1. I am going to try to convince Melissa to go back next summer!

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  3. This year my daughter is heading off to a week camp with school---and it was the first time she didn't ask if I wanted to chaperonin =(

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    1. When Melissa was little she begged me to chaperone her school trips, and then one day, she didn't want me around. It's so hard to let go!

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  4. Ack!! You were right: we are on the same wavelength this week. What a lovely post. And a lovely girl. Hang on to her, tight, for the next couple of years. Well, as tight as she'll let you ;) Thanks for sharing this.

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    1. She'll only let me hold on tight when we're not in public Jenny - but hopefully I'll get moments like you did where we can cuddle on the couch together with a favorite blanket! Thanks for visiting my blog!

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  5. Ahh, I miss the Disneyland days for sure. Hopefully she'll let you take her one more time!

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  6. What a special post. It's so nice to have these memories with your daughter. I'm sure you'll have the opportunity again to create special memories with her.

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  7. It is amazing how quickly our kids grow up! My oldest is well past the Disney years & and I'm just thankful my littles still are little. So glad you have such lovely memories!

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