There is just something about being at Disney that makes my heart grow three sizes. It hits me as soon as we walk through the gates - the tears and the memories rush right to the surface. As my sister reminds me it's in our blood. As a kid our vacations were almost always to Disneyland - probably mostly due to the fact we were a SoCal family (as least before I came along, then we became a PNW family). My parents and oldest sister were even there on opening day!
This week on our vacation I've found myself looking around at all the families around us. I think there is something about being here that brings out the best in people. Families rush together from one ride, to character meet and greets, and back to rides again - most often hand in hand and grinning from ear to ear.
It's all so...good. So very good.
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