Now it’s time to saw goodbye to all our family. M-I-C, see ya real soon! K-E-Y, Why? Because we like you! M…O…U…S…EEEEEEEE!
Our last moments with the mouse… I have expressed it before, and I know most reading this agree…it is sad to leave.
We like to see the MK on our first day in the parks and we also like to see it just before we go home. It is our way of a final goodbye. We suck up all the magic we can, because when the dawn rises, we will be leaving for the real world. A world not filled with magic, a world not filled with peace. And sadly, we see very few lime green Mickey heads in our real world.
We arrived on our final visit, knowing the routine to enter well. To what had become old hat by this point, we opened our bags, prepared our entry cards and fingers for that one last scan, to enter our ‘happy place’. We would walk under that sign that hangs high above as you enter. The sign, which reminds you to leave the world behind, as you are about to enter a place where your dreams can come true. You are entering a place where magic is everywhere, as long as you allow yourself to believe.
This is our Happy Place.
Yes, it is true we have a very happy home. But there is something special about escaping our normal life, which we lead 350 days a year. Escaping the bills, phone, emails, and world news about who is trying to hurt whom,

carpools and bickers between neighbors over how one should landscape their yard. This is a place where the outside world doesn’t exist, just long enough for you to believe in yourself, believe the world is filled with only good. Long enough for you to open your heart and let the child within escape from reality. Long enough to open your mind and let yourself visualize magic. This is the place where your dreams can come true. As small or big as they are, you just have to believe.
We took the last walk up Main Street, slowly walking, enjoying every step we took. We made sure to take in the sounds of people excited, children both crying and laughing. We watched as a Balloon CM handed a extra large, over priced, size of TINK princess balloon to a young girl. The smile on her face, told her parents and everyone around that the balloon was worth a million dollars. We passed the Bakery and took note of the line extending from the building, wondering how many of those people where in line for one the famous Ice Cream Cookie sandwiches? When we came to the center, just in front of the castle, we smelled the charm of freshly popped WDW popcorn. My DH & I smiled at each other as from the double wide screeches of
Canwegetsomepopcornmomanddad? Came forcefully from below. To date, I have never been able to figure out just what WDW does to their popcorn to make it taste so much better there.
It was then that we realized that this would be our final time to enjoy the WDW popcorn & the ice cream sandwiches. DH and I split up and within minutes…well make that 15…we met back, in front of the castle. Together we shared some time eating our popcorn and quickly melting ice cream sandwich. We laughed, we reminisced about the fun vacation we had had. We planned what things were must do’s for the remainder of the evening.
Lil’l Diz picked ‘Big Thunder Mountain Rail Road’, Daddy picked ‘Peter Pan’, I chose ‘It’s a small world’ for TINK and for me it was ‘WISHES’. We were able to hit all of our must do’s and even threw a few in for bonus’. Not one person was disappointed when we left that evening.
I held my children tight as we watched Wishes for a final time. I sung to them the Wishes song, quietly to not disturb those around. We swayed to the music and cheered once again, for Tink to safely fly home. When it was all over with and done, we waited in front of the castle. Tears streaming down my face, I shared a funnel cake with my family, as the castle turned colors behind us. Although funnel cakes are pieces of yum-yum, they are not the cleanest of snacks. By the time our family was done with our treat, each one
of us was covered in white, sweet powder. But we were happy, very happy.
As we did, as we entered the MK that evening, we took our time walking down Main Street. This time would be our last, until next time. We always hope it will be real soon, but with life’s ever changes in the real world, you just never know for sure when you can return.
On our way out, I made sure to stop in every store. I was looking them over, from top to bottom. I needed to make sure that had purchased all of the magic that I wanted to bring back to our real world. Lil’ Diz was also on a mission. My DH & I had told him that he could pick out one toy on our last day. Something special, but within limits. Lil’ Diz browsed those stores, from top to bottom and then bottom to top again. Searching, rationalizing with himself, to find that ONE thing he wanted most. It is a memory that will never leave me. My little boy, so grown up, was picking out something to remember his happy times. After much search and discovery, he chose a Power Ranger. I didn’t question his decision. I knew that what ever made him choose that toy, was a well thought out. It wasn’t until we were on the plane home that my sweet little boy asked to play with his new Power Ranger. He looked up at me and said, “Mommy. Do you know why I chose this Power Ranger?” To which I replied, “No, would you like to tell me?” “I chose this Power Ranger because he is the coolest of the Power Rangers. He came up to me and introduced himself to me at the Parade. I am pretty sure he would like to be my friend.” With that, I put my arm around him and gave him a hug. I knew he ‘got’ the magic and was taking it home with him.
One hour after park close, we were on our way out the gates. We were not alone, though. There were a few hundred people leaving with us. All had won a ‘Dream’ to stay in the park for one hour after park close. They were granted the park to them selves for one hour of unlimited fun, without lines. Mickey was there to wave goodbye to them and us. It was a wonderful way to leave on our last night. Although we were not granted the ‘Wish’ to have the park to ourselves, we were given the gift of one final goodbye to our pal Mickey. And as we turned for our final view of the castle, it sparkled in pixie dust and then went dark.
We had witness the Kiss Good Night.
We waved to Mickey and said our goodbyes and then took that final step out of the park, until next time. Tears streamed down my face. Not for the sadness of leaving, but for the happiness for all that I held in my heart. I was thankful for the happy memories that I shared with those who I love the very most and the magic that had lit our lives.
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