As a child, my parents didn't get a chance to take us. My mom and I had discussed this later, and with 4 kids it would have been hard, but the worst was that my Mom didn't want to drive from PA and my Dad didn't want to fly. Also, he couldn't understand the "draw" of another "amusement park". So, I never got to DW. In college, I did get to go to DL twice while on vacations with roommates, and while I had fun, I didn't know enough, and it was (at the time) one park.
At the age of 37, I got married for the first time to a wonderful, giving man who had been to DW once, but didn't enjoy it as much as he could have. So, we decided to make a trip in Nov '02 (a one time trip we thought) and we went for 5 days. We had a grand time at AKL and doing the commando type trip even though I got very sick from food on the last night, and I had issues with my boss over missing work. When I got home, I thought. . .OK, we went, and nothing special, so no reason to go back.
For some reason, though, I kept thinking about a trip there, and in April '03, we discussed going Dec 19-25 to see it decorated for Christmas. We booked POR and were excited because we had more PS, more plans, and needed a break after a long semester at work. This was the trip. We found it magical together, we loved POR, Fantasmic was breathtaking, and even though a few people saw a sign on me that read "push me", we enjoyed the company of those there for Christmas. Not even our delayed flight home, no food (bad for a diabetic), and over crowded plane made this magic go away.
So, much so that we are already booked at POFQ and have flights for Dec 17-23 this year. My hubby feels the magic through me I think cause even turning 40 this Sunday---I am really a kid inside.