My mum was my best friend. We talked on the phone every day. Two summers ago, after a two year long battle with liver cancer, she died early in the morning at the hospital, surrounded by my brother and sister and me. My youngest son was born three months later. One of my great regrets in life is that she never met him. He and Disney saved me. I put my head down and just concentrated on taking care of him and looking forward to a trip to Disney with my three wonderful kids, my darling husband, my beloved sister and her family, and my dad. Here is the link to the video I made of the trip and my pre-trip report. We had a great time and after we got back I realized that I had perhaps gone just a little crazy that year. I did a lot of movie nights. I also realized that Mum would not have wanted me to waste a single moment of my life because every second of it is precious. It goes by so fast and it is such a gift. So I made some changes. We moved closer to the hospital where my husband works so we could all have more time together as a family. I started taking the exams for my realtor licence. I worked really hard to do them quickly and I am going to be finished July 19th. I heard my mum tell me that if I was unhappy with how things were going, that I should save myself, instead of waiting for others to do it for me. I realized that things we had been praying about didn't work out, but that there was an awesome reason they didn't, and that things are now going to be even better than what we had hoped and prayed for. I started running again and I booked a studio at the Boardwalk for the upcoming Princess half marathon at Disney in February. I'm booking the race this July, just a trip on my very own, to celebrate that I can change and be and do so much more than I thought I could. My husband and I also realized that while things are tight as we work and save, that we look back on our trips to Disney with so much happiness, that they are a reason to keep going when things get tough, that they are a light at the end of the tunnel. We remembered that no matter how hard things are, we will be alright because we have each other and our wonderful kids. So we are booking a ten day trip to Star Wars Weekend for the first week in June, 2015. In 383 days we will be strolling down the walkway towards the giant Mickey hat. Along the way there will be running (pounds will be lost), there will be shopping, there will be laughter with friends, there will be Star Wars costume sewing, there may even be a few movie nights. This is the story of that journey.