Disney World

Last week we spent one beautiful day at Disney World. There was a huge group of us...my Mom, Megan and Douglas and their two beautiful girls, my brother Zack, Sarah and Adam, Becca, Leah, Steffi, Jacob and I. We had such a wonderful time....and YET....

The day started with Brenna taking a visit to the Bibbidi Bobbidi Boutique. She was treated like a true princess and ALL "princessed" up! She was absolutely adorable and SO excited! It was a dream come true for her!!

We rode everything and had very little wait time for any of the rides....except, we did get stuck on The Pirates of the Caribbean for about ten minutes, listening to "Dead men, tell no tales". We made the most of it though and took some cute pics!

My absolute favorite part of Disney World are the parades. It's like your whole childhood wrapped up in a beautiful parade...I love the characters, the music, the entire feel of the parade. Bristol loved the parades too and couldn't take her eyes off of them.

So at the end of this wonderful, magical day, can you imagine that someone would drive back to the beach crying? (Well actually two someone's because my Mom was with me.) In the middle of the magic and enjoying my sweet nieces, I couldn't help but wonder what my baby girl would have been like this year. Last year, she would have been too little to really enjoy Disney World. But this year, at 15 months, she would have loved the parades, marveled in "Small World", and smiled for pictures with the princesses. I thought of Kinley at least a hundred times during the day. Again letting my mind go to what I'm missing out on. It was such a blessing to have another baby girl with us this year, but also such a reminder that it will never be my Kinley.

I tried to keep in mind how much more wonderful and magical heaven is. I mean, if anything is better than Disney World, it's heaven!! She was probably laughing at the way I was wishing she was there, thinking "Mommy, this is SO much better!" But the point is, Disney World is one of the places I dreamed of taking her, and no matter how happy she is in heaven, it still hurts to let go of that dream!

So I held it together all day, but by the time we left we were all exhausted! Some...

More than others....

(This was approximately 10:00 at night!)

And the exhaustion led me to let my guard down and just be sad for awhile. I cried. At the end of my magical day, I still had a hole in my heart. Don't get me wrong, I didn't let it ruin my whole day, but I did give my heart a few minutes at the end of the day to just hurt. And there's a good chance it will happen again next year. That's one of the worst parts of losing a baby, you always have the "what if's" to wonder about!