For the last seven days, my family and I have been vacationing at Disney World in Orlando, Florida. I have purposely not written about the trip until now – as we fly home – because telling the world that your cats are being fed by neighbors and visited by your friends but your house is otherwise empty isn’t a great idea.
But now that I’m just a few hours from home, I have much to share.
I’ll start with this:
My least favorite part of the trip were the moments when I witnessed parents losing their patience with a child and saying something – both in tone and words – that broke my heart. Thankfully, I didn’t see this too often, but I remember those unfortunate moments all too well.
My favorite parts of the trip were the many, many times when Clara and Charlie thanked us for bringing them to Disney World. The multitude of moments when they told us how happy and excited they felt and how grateful they were. Their unprompted remarks of appreciation meant the world to me.
Yes, there were amazing rides and joyous parades and a fireworks show that left both Elysha and me in tears, but not surprising, it was the words and smiles of our children that I loved most.
