Hi everyone I have posted a few times around the boards about my story & my plans that unfortunately were canceled, but this time is different. Here is my story, I'm Ellen, a 22 year old full-time student due to graduate *FINALLY* in June with my BA in English Writing. I also work full-time at a hotel ten minutes from my campus. My life changed drastically this past February. My mom was the most absolute angel. Epitome of pixie dust. She always wore her heart on her sleeve and everyone who met her fell in love with her. My mom and I did so many things within 21 years, so many road trips and adventures. But the one thing that was always a constant--our love for Disney. We both had the faith of a child. My mom's eyes lit up each time we saw the fireworks and of course we both cried. The last time we went together was August 2009. I remember holding my mom's hand on top of the Contemporary Resort watching Wishes. me and mom by alwaysellen, on Flickr I also held my mom's hand as often as she held mine. My mom was diagnosed with congestive heart failure in March of 2007 with heart attacks spaced throughout 2006 and the years after her diagnosis. But my mom was never a patient, a dear, sweet guest of the nurses and doctors. She was never a number, but just a tender pull on everyone's heart strings that renders the question, why her? My mom fell into kidney failure this past December, she came out of it like a champ but we still canceled our December trip. She was home for Christmas and was determined to go to Disney in January. At 2am on January 7th, I took my mom into the ER and she never came back home. I reached a breaking point of anxiety and lack of sleep so I took one of my girlfriends to Disney the end of January. My picture on this site is me writing "mom" in a heart on the Poly beach. The Thursday before my mom passed away she told me we should have planned a trip in May. I went to visit her, as I did every single day, to find that she passed away at 10:45 am on February 20th. My angel on Earth had become my guardian angel in heaven. I cry nearly every day, I miss her more than anyone could ever understand. The majority of my life, she was all I ever had. We were each others' rocks, our best friends, our worlds. I miss her so deeply. *insert break to grab tissues* so now here I am, less than 60 days from the THIRD trip I have planned since my mother's passing. I am determined to go. Sunday November 27th-December 1st at POP! I will be going solo and dedicating my trip to the memories of my mom. I hope you will follow me, cry with me, laugh with me and most importantly, get to know my mom. I know any Dis-er would have loved her.