I would say that it would be the 1st time that i saw the castle last year on my first trip!
I thought that this would be fun!
Enjoy!
I thought that this would be fun!
Enjoy!
bandtrumpet said:^^Wow that sounds awsome, how did u do it?
That was perfect. You just made me cry, seriously.ZapperZ said:I don't think my story can compete with durangojim, especially since no one was conceived during my special moment , but in any case, here it is.
This was about 2 years ago. It was one of those wet, raining evening at The Magic Kingdom. You knew, even by late afternoon, that it was going to be rainy. We still didn't leave because we wanted to watch Wishes, and there were people in our party that hasn't seen it before. So we were determine to stay, armed with our ponchos. I asked one of the cast members to see if Wishes would still go on if it only rains and not not have high winds and stuff. He said yes, it will still go on if it only rains. So that made us want to stay even more.
Our group decided to watch it from a covered area in Tomorrowland right before the bridge. However, having seen it many times before, I knew that I the best place was still right at the end of Main Street by the circle. So I told everyone that when it was going to start, I'm going to walk up there and see Wishes from that spot, and to meet each other afterwards. The rain has started to come down, not heavily, but still enough for you to get wet. We were all in our ponchos. So when it was getting close to the starting time, I walked out into the rain and stood at my favorite spot.
Wishes went on schedule. There weas no Tink flying off from the castle, but the rest was as spectacular as ever. Due to the rain, it wasn't crowded at all, but there were still quite a few people standing out there in the rain with me. As I was being dazzled by the fireworks and listening to the music, something just clicked in my head. Here I was, standing there by myself, rain pouring on my face and seeping under my poncho, being aware that I'm getting soaked, with my shoes completely wet, and I realized that at that moment in time, there was no where else that I'd rather be than right there. Through the soaring music, I felt goosebumps and my emotion welled up inside me, and I couldn't tell if I shed a tear or not since my face was already soaking wet.
It was at that point that I knew that this "connection" that I have with this place was something unusual, and wasn't something fleeting. The realization that even soaking wet, I was still happy where I was at, convinced me that for the rest of my life, I will keep coming back.
I have never forgotten that moment, because among other things, it was the impetus for us buying into the DVC. But more than anything else, it was my own self-realization how much WDW has affected me, and how much it has meant to me.
Zz.
JEDIsney said:That was perfect. You just made me cry, seriously.
You described the same way I feel when I go to Disney, but I'm never able to get it out like you did, thank you.
Exactly! I agree, it is much sweeter knowing that you're not the only one who feels it.Uponastar said:Agreed. I know the feeling that ZapperZ is talking about, that moment when the connection is so strong it's like a force has taken control of you. A sweet force. Somehow, it makes it that much sweeter knowing that others feel it too.
I got the chills and even started crying just from reading it. Thank you. Sorry for the loss of your dad. Welcome to the Board.Glenno said:This is my first post here and I can't think of a better topic to reply to.
My earlirest memories of Disney probably start around the age of 4 or 5 when my father used to read to me before bedtime. He'd tuck me in tightly and read me a story with Pinocchio being my favourite by far. I'd marvel at the intricate drawings of the characters and listen intently as every lie made Pinocchios nose grow.
Many years later as a child in a little country town in Australia I fondly remember 5.00 pm on Sunday evenings. It was Disney time. The show would start with a prelude from Walt himself and then the whole family would settle down to watch either the cartoon or story that followed. This was now over 30 years ago and I can still remember the closing scenes with fireworks exploding over Cinderellas castle. I'd always dream of one day going there and seeing it myself.
A lot of water went under the bridge between those years and now but it was a dream I still held.
Feb 2005 on a cold but clear winter night saw myself, my wife and my then 5 month old son standing in front of Cinderellas castle at WDW on the other side of the world. The dream was about to come true.
The music started, the first firework illuminated the night sky and the tears welling in my eyes turned into a steady stream. I looked at my little son wrapped up tightly in his pram and wondered what his dreams might one day hold.
I got it together to take some video of the rest of the show and it still has the same effect everytime I watch it. It truly was a powerful moment that I'm sure will remain with me for a long time.
Sadly my father passed away this year. His birthday and our anniversary date is December 15th which I believe is the date that Walt died. This year we are coming back and plan to spend this day at WDW to celebrate our marriage and my fathers life. I'm not sure if "wishes" is scheduled to happen on this day but we are going to be there just the same. Dreams are to special to relive only once.
What a powerful moment, surely memorable. You have made a great first post.Glenno said:This is my first post here and I can't think of a better topic to reply to.
My earlirest memories of Disney probably start around the age of 4 or 5 when my father used to read to me before bedtime. He'd tuck me in tightly and read me a story with Pinocchio being my favourite by far. I'd marvel at the intricate drawings of the characters and listen intently as every lie made Pinocchios nose grow.
Many years later as a child in a little country town in Australia I fondly remember 5.00 pm on Sunday evenings. It was Disney time. The show would start with a prelude from Walt himself and then the whole family would settle down to watch either the cartoon or story that followed. This was now over 30 years ago and I can still remember the closing scenes with fireworks exploding over Cinderellas castle. I'd always dream of one day going there and seeing it myself.
A lot of water went under the bridge between those years and now but it was a dream I still held.
Feb 2005 on a cold but clear winter night saw myself, my wife and my then 5 month old son standing in front of Cinderellas castle at WDW on the other side of the world. The dream was about to come true.
The music started, the first firework illuminated the night sky and the tears welling in my eyes turned into a steady stream. I looked at my little son wrapped up tightly in his pram and wondered what his dreams might one day hold.
I got it together to take some video of the rest of the show and it still has the same effect everytime I watch it. It truly was a powerful moment that I'm sure will remain with me for a long time.
Sadly my father passed away this year. His birthday and our anniversary date is December 15th which I believe is the date that Walt died. This year we are coming back and plan to spend this day at WDW to celebrate our marriage and my fathers life. I'm not sure if "wishes" is scheduled to happen on this day but we are going to be there just the same. Dreams are to special to relive only once.
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