Disney World was great. I wish I had as much energy as I did when I was a kid. I also wish I wasn't so jaded at the beginning. Once I let go of my cynical demeanor, I began to feel that childlike side of me wake up. Somewhere between the spinning tea cups with my sister and my niece and Space Mountain with my sis and brother-in-law, my inner child began to come alive. I couldn't help but miss my dad. He was all that was missing from the picture.
Coming home was bittersweet. I left the wonderful world of Disney and danced straight into the arms of a man with eyes as cool and blue as the deep blue sea. Oh, my, but do I like him. But my time home was short lived.
I am currently en route to New York City. I'm going to see all the old beloved faces and places. It might be emotional, but it'll be good for me. My boat was meant to be rocked, and I kinda like it like that.
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