This was a beautiful thread. Thank you all for posting. I think all should read these. It truly is a magical place.
I apologize in advance as this is a long story. On our 08 trip my son was the right person on big thunder mountain railroad at 10am and won us a stay in the castle. He was just 9 at the time 
he was so happy that I started to cry
so was of our guest. 
Wow this is gonna be long sorry
Before my husband was my husband and we were in the "just friends" stage. He and I and some friends decided we would go to Disney World for Spring Break. Well everyone backed out on us and I told him with or without them I was going to DisneyWorld (I had not been since I was five) so we decided to go just the two of us. Well apparently we both had feelings we were not really sure of and we literally fell in love in Disney World. I'll never forget the moment when he reached over and held my hand for the first time. We were looking up at the castle on mainstreet and he without words reached over and held my hand.
Fast forward four years... I had not realized that four years to the day of us being in Disney World was our wedding, my husband did though. He wrote this for me and read it to me at our reception. Needless to say I was a tad bit emotional
On This Day
On this day four years ago, I remember something grand
You and I spent the day walking hand-in-hand.
I remember that I bought for you a pen or two or four
I'll admit now that I liked you then, But I think you liked me more.
On the day four years ago the weather, I recall
Briefly turned from sun to rain as we waited to be small.
I remember what we did this day, time has not erased it
Do you remember the pepper steak? It was the best we ever tasted!
On this day four years ago we saw a musical water dance
Then sometime later we experienced a little taste of France.
I remember two days before this how you shouted out with glee
When you spotted that famous rodent, You simply screamed, "It's MICKEY!"
On this day four years ago I think Epcot closed at ten
So we left for Magic Kingdom to ride Splash Mountain again.
Do you remember this special day? Remember it the way I do?
Remember the secret wish I made?
Well, today my wish came true.
And he reads this to me every day on our anniversary
Ok, here we go. First, a little background. I grew up in New Orleans, La. Not the fun place that most know of, but the place that had and still sometimes have the highest murder rate in America. I grew up in a public housing project where I witnessed robberies and even murder. My uncle was murdered when I was 4 and I've known at least 50 people that were murdered since then(All under age 30).And if that wasn't enough to deal with, my father decided that his drug addiction was more worthy of his time than his family, so he left. Needless to say, my life was rough. Meanwhile, my wife was growing up in another part of the city in even worse conditions. But, by the grace of God, he blessed me with the desire to not indulge in the negativity around me and the courage to live elsewhere. I met my wife when I was 18 and she was 17. We had one major thing in common. We didn't want to live like we did growing up. At the ages of 21 and 20, we left New Orleans for good when she was pregnant, because I refused to raise a child in that environment. Fast Forward 8 years, we had a 7 year old son and my DW decides she wants to go to WDW. I didn't want to go. I ignored her when she tried to talk about it and even tried to talk her out of it. I eventually gave in and we went for the first time in Aug, 2006. I thought we'd go, I'd have a bad time, we'd come home, and it'll be behind us. Obviously, it didn't work out that way. As soon as I hit Main Street, it hit me.I was utterly amazed. The castle that I'd seen on TV was in front of me. But my "MOMENT" was when I looked at my son and realized that his childhood is completely different from mine. It made me realize how far GOD had taken us. I wasn't supposed to be there. I was supposed to be dead or incarcerated, but I wasn't. I was in WDW with my DW and DS and the feeling overwhelms me to this day. At that moment, I came to the realization that my DS doesn't know anyone that has been murdered. He doesn't live in a bad neighborhood and he will never feel the pain his mother and I felt growing up. WDW is more than rides, shows, and resorts. It symbolizes a different way of life for me. But, It's normal for my DS and that is the magical part for me. So please, don't take anything for granted, because what's normal for you may be a fantasy for someone else.
) ...My DH is from Bushwick, Brooklyn,NY! I took him to Disney for his 38th birthday (when I was pregnant.) He had never seen anything like it! Clean, people are friendly, etc.. He had some "kid" time after so many years of hard times!...you know the Ds...thinking you're dumb, drugs, death, degenerates, 
, but its a warm fuzzy memory for us and all about the Disney magic. Last year we were having breakfast at Akershus and my 4 yr old DD was firmly in an Ariel phase. When Ariel comes around to our table, DD jumps off her chair with fork in hand and explains to Ariel that this is called a fork not a dinglehopper. Ariel plays right along and says no, her friend Scuttle told her it was a dinglehopper. So DD says no its a fork, watch this so she scoops up some scrambled eggs and puts it in her mouth. Ariel looks mortified and says that's gross, then you brush your with it and takes the fork from DD's hand and goes to brush her hair and the two of them have a little giggle. 
Happy tears for you.
