AbbieM125
LOAD 02.10 Day 4
Here is the next page from the Disney '06 book.
This one was a little hard for me to write. If you read it, you will understand why. I love to write, so that wasn't the issue. It was the topic. It breaks my heart to think about this little girl. I get a lump in my throat. However, I had to tell the story because it really did make an impact on my husband and me. And I needed to get it out quickly. Pretty much what I typed is what you see. I just couldn't bear doing much editing. The other thing I had to consider as a writer was that this is our DISNEY album. I didn't want to make the story too depressing.
("Chickie" who I mention in the story was my husband's dear grandmother.)
You can't read the text very well. Here it is:
Sometimes you just end up in the right place at the right time... for a reason. Pat and I had the afternoon to ourselves at MGM (and later headed to Epcot). We saw Mickey and Minnie posing for pictures and we couldn't resist waiting in line to meet them. While we stood there, a Disney cast member escorted a small group of people to the front of the line. The little girl in the picture was part of that group. Pat and I both gasped at what we saw - she was a Make-a-Wish child. This organization has always held a special place in our hearts - it was Chickie's favorite charity and we had also adopted it as ours. Looking at this little girl, we were struck with a strange mix of emotions; we were sad that this adorable child was a Wish recipient but we were also happy for her that her wish had come true. It's a strange combination, especially while standing in line to meet two giant mice at the Happiest Place on Earth. But that little girl reminded us, ever so simply and quietly, to be happy and appreicate... well, everything. Even giant mice.
LOAD 02.10 Day 4
Here is the next page from the Disney '06 book.
This one was a little hard for me to write. If you read it, you will understand why. I love to write, so that wasn't the issue. It was the topic. It breaks my heart to think about this little girl. I get a lump in my throat. However, I had to tell the story because it really did make an impact on my husband and me. And I needed to get it out quickly. Pretty much what I typed is what you see. I just couldn't bear doing much editing. The other thing I had to consider as a writer was that this is our DISNEY album. I didn't want to make the story too depressing.
("Chickie" who I mention in the story was my husband's dear grandmother.)
You can't read the text very well. Here it is:
Sometimes you just end up in the right place at the right time... for a reason. Pat and I had the afternoon to ourselves at MGM (and later headed to Epcot). We saw Mickey and Minnie posing for pictures and we couldn't resist waiting in line to meet them. While we stood there, a Disney cast member escorted a small group of people to the front of the line. The little girl in the picture was part of that group. Pat and I both gasped at what we saw - she was a Make-a-Wish child. This organization has always held a special place in our hearts - it was Chickie's favorite charity and we had also adopted it as ours. Looking at this little girl, we were struck with a strange mix of emotions; we were sad that this adorable child was a Wish recipient but we were also happy for her that her wish had come true. It's a strange combination, especially while standing in line to meet two giant mice at the Happiest Place on Earth. But that little girl reminded us, ever so simply and quietly, to be happy and appreicate... well, everything. Even giant mice.