IR, you're right. I think that my heart is back home because I can't picture celebrating the happiest day of my life without all the people who matter to me. It bothers me that DF's grandmother will be able to go but my grandmother will not because of her advanced age and health condition. It bothers my that my cousin's face fell when I told her we were going to Disney because she has two children and can't leave them to come to Florida. It bothers me that DF's best friend won't be able to come because his wife doesn't want him to leave her alone with their two kids to fly down to our wedding. It bothers me that there will be no first dance, no dance with my dad, no entrance to the song I've pictured my bridal party walking into since I first heard it. It bothers me to make my parents spend so much money that I know they don't have but are saving so hard for.
But THEN, I think about the amazing time we'd all have in Disney...making everyone welcome bags and door hangers, taking them on a tour, watching Wishes from the Polynesian beach (my mom LOVES beaches), eating at O'Hana together, strolling the boardwalk, trying to finish the Kitchen Sink all together at Beaches 'N Cream, riding the Haunted Mansion, watching the parade,
MNSSHP, the food and wine festival. So many things. Especially the opportunity to take a trip with my dad.
I'm just so torn.