Pickles516
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Hi, I hope this type of post is allowed here. If not, I apologize. It’s just a bit of venting, and I figured the only place that would get it was here.
I’ve been intensely studying up and planning for a 7-night October 2023 trip for my family and I (3 adults, 4 children) for at least the past year. This is the big one. A vacation the likes of which we’ve never done before and will likely never be able to do again. I was really torn about resorts because I wanted the best pool experience(my kids are big swimmers and I really wanted a water slide for our pool day, so moderate and deluxe resorts were where I was looking), easy access to the parks(young kids), and enough space that my wife could get some sleep. The budget was getting really tight, and I was starting to get discouraged. I was accepting the fact that I’d have to make some concessions.
Then a miracle happened - one of my wife’s clients said she could get us free park tickets for our stay. She got our dates and told my wife to await details via email. Suddenly, any resort we wanted was on the table. My wife was finally excited to help me plan the trip(whereas before she just kind of viewed it as checking a really expensive parenting box) because now she knew we were getting a great deal. Magic vibes were mounting.
When my wife received the e-mail, it turns out her client could only come up with 4 tickets for one day at the parks. I felt it physically in my chest when she told me. My parents took my sister and I to WDW when I was about ten, and I haven’t really been back since(I went for two days back in March, but that was just for a wedding and I didn’t have the family with me so it was more of a recon mission). Ever since that first trip I’ve dreamt of going back. My dad passed from leukemia when I was 20, and that killed the dream of my family going back together. For awhile after that my life was a mess. After my daughter was born and I got my life together, my mom, sister, and I talked about planning a trip. Then my mom passed suddenly, and that dream also vanished. So, finally, my sister and I started talking about possibly doing a trip(by this time I was married and had three kids). It turns out my sister was experiencing a ton of financial problems I wasn’t aware of, and at the height of them she drank herself to death. So, that’s part of why this upcoming trip meant a lot to me.
Now, please don’t get me wrong - it’s super sweet and generous for this woman to give us anything, and it will be a help. I’m still very grateful. Also, having spent the bulk of my 20s either institutionalized, incarcerated, or living on the streets, I know how incredibly fortunate I am to be able to take my family at all. I started from less than zero a little over 8 years ago when my first child was born and I got clean/sober from drugs and alcohol. I just got really excited about pulling off this dream trip, and now I’m back to re-lowering my expectations. I know I’m still very lucky, I just got so hyped to do the extra things I hadn’t previously even dreamed of affording(Not so Scary, Rooms at the Poly, Signature dining, etc.) that now I feel like I got my hopes up too high.
Anyway, thanks for letting me vent, y’all. I appreciate it.
I’ve been intensely studying up and planning for a 7-night October 2023 trip for my family and I (3 adults, 4 children) for at least the past year. This is the big one. A vacation the likes of which we’ve never done before and will likely never be able to do again. I was really torn about resorts because I wanted the best pool experience(my kids are big swimmers and I really wanted a water slide for our pool day, so moderate and deluxe resorts were where I was looking), easy access to the parks(young kids), and enough space that my wife could get some sleep. The budget was getting really tight, and I was starting to get discouraged. I was accepting the fact that I’d have to make some concessions.
Then a miracle happened - one of my wife’s clients said she could get us free park tickets for our stay. She got our dates and told my wife to await details via email. Suddenly, any resort we wanted was on the table. My wife was finally excited to help me plan the trip(whereas before she just kind of viewed it as checking a really expensive parenting box) because now she knew we were getting a great deal. Magic vibes were mounting.
When my wife received the e-mail, it turns out her client could only come up with 4 tickets for one day at the parks. I felt it physically in my chest when she told me. My parents took my sister and I to WDW when I was about ten, and I haven’t really been back since(I went for two days back in March, but that was just for a wedding and I didn’t have the family with me so it was more of a recon mission). Ever since that first trip I’ve dreamt of going back. My dad passed from leukemia when I was 20, and that killed the dream of my family going back together. For awhile after that my life was a mess. After my daughter was born and I got my life together, my mom, sister, and I talked about planning a trip. Then my mom passed suddenly, and that dream also vanished. So, finally, my sister and I started talking about possibly doing a trip(by this time I was married and had three kids). It turns out my sister was experiencing a ton of financial problems I wasn’t aware of, and at the height of them she drank herself to death. So, that’s part of why this upcoming trip meant a lot to me.
Now, please don’t get me wrong - it’s super sweet and generous for this woman to give us anything, and it will be a help. I’m still very grateful. Also, having spent the bulk of my 20s either institutionalized, incarcerated, or living on the streets, I know how incredibly fortunate I am to be able to take my family at all. I started from less than zero a little over 8 years ago when my first child was born and I got clean/sober from drugs and alcohol. I just got really excited about pulling off this dream trip, and now I’m back to re-lowering my expectations. I know I’m still very lucky, I just got so hyped to do the extra things I hadn’t previously even dreamed of affording(Not so Scary, Rooms at the Poly, Signature dining, etc.) that now I feel like I got my hopes up too high.
Anyway, thanks for letting me vent, y’all. I appreciate it.