The ride is aptly named. TFI.
We stood there and looked for a little bit. The lady turned to me and said, "God Bless them all!". I nodded. And felt absolutely GRATEFUL that we were in the SLOW LINE. In the hot sun. For an hour.
I felt lucky. So lucky. To be in this line.
With two beautiful healthy children. And another one... with his father... having a blast in my Haunted Mansion.
And, I realized, that there are millions of people at Disney. All for different reasons. All with different dreams. Hopes and fears.
I felt fortunate that our biggest worries were little, insignificant ones. Like... what snack to have? When to go swimming? Water park or not? Chicken or fish?
Or pork, even. The OTHER white meat.
1000thhappyhaunt said:AND...THEN... I realized what was up. Over there.
Because I noticed a difference between our crowd and theirs. The wheelchairs, for example. The walkers. The girl in the body cast. And their buttons. On their shirts.
Which read: Make-a-Wish Foundation.
Oh.
OH.
Oh no.
I told the lady beside me. And Beth.
We stood there and looked for a little bit. The lady turned to me and said, "God Bless them all!". I nodded. And felt absolutely GRATEFUL that we were in the SLOW LINE. In the hot sun. For an hour.
I felt lucky. So lucky. To be in this line.
1000thhappyhaunt said:We stood there and looked for a little bit. The lady turned to me and said, "God Bless them all!". I nodded. And felt absolutely GRATEFUL that we were in the SLOW LINE. In the hot sun. For an hour.