Disney Bound

October 04, 2009

Disney Bound

We are off to Disney World today for Waverly's Make-a-Wish trip. The limo will pick us up in just a few hours. We have been counting down the months, weeks and days until this trip. It is going to be magical! I can't wait to post photos and video when we return. Please pray that we will all be healthy and that the flight will be poop free. Bon voyage!

Comments

Joanne Huff said…

Bon voyage indeed, Shannon! I am so happy that you were able to go as planned. Can't wait to read all about it when you return and see all the lovely photos as well.

Have a blast!!

Joanne

October 4, 2009 at 12:09 PM

Anonymous said…

Looking forward to hearing all the exciting details of your wonderful trip. Enjoy every moment of it at "The Happiest Place on Earth!!!!"

Helen

October 4, 2009 at 5:26 PM

The Leivas said…

All the best for a great trip! I will pray that your flight is poop free! There's no place worse than an airport bathroom to change a toddler's poopy diaper. I can't wait to read all about your trip!

October 4, 2009 at 7:14 PM

Anonymous said…

We love you, Nam Mee

October 4, 2009 at 9:33 PM

Anonymous said…

So excited for you guys! Have a wonderful family time!!!!!!!!!!

October 5, 2009 at 11:32 AM

Jenkins said…

Hooray! I hope you are having fun, fun, fun!

October 5, 2009 at 2:37 PM

Jess said…

praying your time is so blessed and full of the sweetest of memories for you and the kids :)

October 6, 2009 at 12:14 AM

Welcome to Holland

By Emily Perl Kingsley

I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this......When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland.""Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.So you must go out and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around.... and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills....and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy... and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away... because the loss of that dream is a very very significant loss.But... if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things ... about Holland.