I don't know if this counts as "changed" my life, maybe more along the lines of "gave" me a life. . . .
I grew up in a VERY abusive family situtation, both physically and verbally (no need to feel sorry for me, I have moved on and this just isn't a part of my life anymore) but there was one thing my parents did for us kids, or rather my dad tried to do for us.
My father grew up 2 hours from
Disneyland and visited it constantly and LOVES Disney, so in an attempt to give us some smidgeon of a "normal" childhood he would take us all to Disneyland, about every 2 years.
While the abuse would continue even while we were on vacation in the "happiest place on earth", when you are a child it is really easy to ignore the bickering, fighting, and more when you can see a "giant" princesses' castle (I know Disneyland's is tiny, but when you're a kid it's HUGE), ride your favorite movie (Alice in Wonderland), and be transported into your favorite fairy tales.
I love Disney so much that when it was "career day" at my highschool I told the guidance counselor that I wanted to be an Imagineer. (Living in Utah, the counselor had no idea what I was talking about and told me to pick something else, ugh)
Sadly, I can honestly say that the ONLY happy childhood memories I have are of Disneyland. One that stands foremost in my mind is one tripe where we were all in line waiting to see Mickey Mouse and my mother was doing her usual belittling and yelling at us kids. . . . when Mickey Mouse came back to our position in the line and tsk tsk'd my mom by shaking his finger at her and shaking his head and then took us kids to the front of the line and gave us all big hugs.
Because of this experience I now have a Mickey Mouse tattoo on my ankle, it's my reminder that there really is magic in the world.
Fast foreward about 8 years from the last "family" trip to Disneyland and you have me married with a 5 year old son, living in Florida (far, far away from family). I still cling to those happy Disneyland memories, and I am still a Disney FREAK.
I got to take my first trip to Disneyworld in 2004 and my husband and son's very first trip to any Disney park! We've taken another since (January this year, and are taking another one in a week)
I've converted my husband and he loves Disney now too. I think it helps that we have a son (also very Disney obsessed) who he gets to see the magic of Disney through and I get to experience the magic of Disney both myself and through my son and see what a trip to Disney can REALLY be unfiltered, unadulterated, and untampered with.