I am getting married next week, and I want all of DIS to know that I have the greatest parents in the entire universe. Also I want to personally say kudos, or hats off, or just acknowledge parents who spend hours, days, weeks, and months planning the perfect Disney vacation for their little ones.
When I was four years old, my dad worked for Chevrolet. Every couple of years or so they had this promotion where if they sold a certain number of cars, they got to take their spouse or family on a trip to various places around the world. Spain, Italy, Jamaica, you name it. Those trips were generally for couples. Then there was WDW for families. Because my parents had 3 kids, they chose WDW. Every single time.
Eventually, my much-older brothers stopped going. I guess they thought they were "too old" to take trips with mom and dad. My parents, though, kept it up for me, the last free trip being when I was 14. Imagine that! Five FREE vacations to WDW, staying at some of the swankiest places Disney has to offer. Every time we would go, Dad would say (as some of you dads probably do): "This is IT! This is our last time! We're not coming back next time, so you better enjoy it!" He was only half-kidding, of course, obviously. Still, my little heart would break at his very words, so I always said, "Noooo, Dad, we'll be back. It's Disney. Anything is possible!"
Then when I was 17, I went through a very bad time. I had situational depression and I could barely get out of bed every day. So my parents thought a Disney trip would cheer me up, and they paid for the first time. We had to stay offsite, but hey - Disney is Disney. Even though it was just a few days of forgetting my sadness, it was like a breath of fresh air - what I needed to keep going and try to get better.
After that, well, we just couldn't help ourselves anymore. We came back again the next year, and swore we'd never stay offsite again. There is NOTHING like, as the Vacation Planner DVD says, "waking up in the middle of a dream" at a Disney resort.
Three years later, the tables turned. My grandmother, who had dementia, had been living with us and was gradually getting worse. My mom had to care for her 24/7, and my dad was working long hours for Chevrolet, who had long done away with their promotional Disney trips. Just for fun, I went online during the Free Dining promotion, and I posed it to them. "You need a vacation, Mom," I said. "Let's go back." They just couldn't pass it up. And this time, as an adult, I offered to pay my way.
When I told people (even family) that I was going to WDW with my parents, I got lots of interesting responses, most of which being "WHY?!" Apparently, they couldn't fathom why any young adult would go on vacation with just their parents, no friends, and especially to a kiddie place. I just smiled. Some people just don't get it.
While there, we had quite possibly the best trip we ever had. We took our time and enjoyed ALL of it, absolutely everything. Then, on the very last day, they surprised ME: they had planned all along to fly my boyfriend down there, and with a little pixie dust, they and Disney planned the most elaborate proposal the Magic Kingdom had ever seen. What a wonderful feeling: I got engaged at Disney.
I think back now, wondering how they must have felt, knowing this was the very last time they would go to WDW with their little girl. I found out later my dad and I were BOTH crying during Wishes....WDW was "our" place, our "home," and no matter what changes, we all agreed that "we will always have Disney."
Now, as I am planning my Disney-themed wedding, I get a lot more of that interesting feedback when I tell people my sweet DF and I are taking a Disneymoon: "WHY?!" And people call me "The Disney Girl" and generally make fun of the fact that I love pretty much anything Disney. One of my brother's friends even said, while we were playing volleyball the other day, "Just think Disney, Colleen! Disney Power!" thinking he had some razor-sharp wit. And while I was standing there, just thinking, he goes, "You're not singing a Disney song in your head right now, are you?"
Truth be told, maybe I was, and maybe I wasn't. I don't bother trying to explain to people why I love Disney. I don't feel I have to. It's enough for me that my parents and I have that connection, that feeling of peace and happiness, whenever we reminisce about our past trips. They have more pictures of me THERE than anywhere else, almost as if I grew up there, and then everything came full circle when my DF proposed to me there. Like Disney was giving back. When I think about it now, Disney was giving back long before then - when we stepped foot into THEIR World, they gave it to US, wrapped in pretty fireworks and hidden mickeys.
I am in some serious debt to my parents for those memories. I will never be able to give back what they have given to me. I am so thankful that I can take those with me wherever I go, and that we'll have "our place" to come back to someday. Parents, you never know what kind of lasting impression you'll make on your kids when you work tirelessly to plan these fun vacations. All that planning, all that money, all those long hours spent packing and haggling on the phone just to get that CRT reservation....someday, your kids' eyes will fill with tears at the memories they will have for a lifetime, all because you gave them The World.....