Share a "Magical" Experience at WDW...

DisneyGator

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One of the most amazing experiences of my life happened at WDW, and I want to share it with everyone, and hopefully hear about other people's magical experiences...

Now, this is a long story, but it is one of my absolute favorites, so I did not want to leave out any detail....:rolleyes:

It was 2 years ago, and I went to WDW for the day with my best friend (we live about an hour away). We went to DHS, MK and finished the day at Epcot (it was Flower & Garden festival time). At about 7:00 pm, I looked down and noticed I did not have my bracelet on. I went into a panic and we began retracing our steps through Epcot. I quickly realized that this was a lost cause; we had been to 3 parks and been on the monorail, so it could be anywhere. Heck, it could have fallen off in my doom buggy on HM and be stuck in a dark corner where nobody would ever see it, for all I knew. :eek: I tried to move on and not let it ruin the rest of our night (the park was open late that night, too). I really loved that bracelet, it was silver and gold with diamonds throughout, and it was not exactly cheap. I figured someone had to have found it, and that was that. I just hoped that whoever found it loved it as much as I did and hoped that if someone found it, that it was someone who would not be able to own something like that themselves. I still clung to hope that maybe an honest CM found it and turned it into lost and found, though. I called L&F for each park that night and described the bracelet, but had no luck. It was later explained to me that items get filtered, in a sense, from each park's L&F to a central L&F at the TTC--this process can take a couple of days it seems. So, I called every day for a few days, and lo and behold, someone had turned it in!!!! I hung up the phone with L&F and got in my car and raced over to WDW to pick up my beloved bracelet! What was even better was that I asked if they had any information about who had turned it in, and they had a name and address...I mailed the good samaritan a thank you card and a gift card for dinner at Carrabas (which to me seemed like a tiny token of appreciation in comparison to what they had done for me), and sent them my email address. We wrote back and forth several times, and I was able to find out exactly what had happened to my bracelet that day!

Good samaritan (GS) was at MK with his wife and their grandchild. Wife and grandchild wanted to ride Splash Mountain, but GS did not. He sat down on a nearby bench and waited for them. While waiting, something sparkling in the sun caught his eye. He saw people walking down the sidewalk, stepping on this shiny thing, so he walked over to see what it was....of course, this was my bracelet!!! Being the wonderful person that he is, GS turned it in to MK's L&F, where it eventually made its way back home to me!

Now, I realize that this could have happened anywhere, but it didn't. I think a little bit of Disney magic helped me out here....I will certainly never, ever forget it, or the kindness of that wonderful man. :sohappy:
 

LoriMistress

Well-Known Member
What a great story! I have so many magical experiences, but I'll post just one (for now). Our last trip, we arrived before opening at DHS. We were one of the first people there waiting in line. This was a cold day (30 degrees with 30 degree winds all day and evening). DH was complaining how cold it was, and how we shouldn't have arrived this early. At that moment, a very nice CM came up to us and said she noticed we were cold, and how dedicated we were for being this early in the parks. She asked us if we wanted to wait in the VIP room to warm up, and to "officially open the park." Of course we said yes. We waited in the nice room for about 15-20 minutes, opened the park, and got RnRc to ourselves. That made DH's day.
 

Disney_Belle

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One of the most magical experiences I ever had happened in 2002. My best friend and I were sent to WDW for our high school graduation gifts from our parents. We were there June 14 - 22, and it rained almost every day, all day, but we made the best of it :)

At the time we went, our TA told us to keep our park tickets away from our cell phones when they were in our bags, as they may deactivate our tickets. So we did. Kathy (my best friend at the time) carried our tickets in her backpack, and I carried the cell phones in mine.

So we were at MK, and there was a torrential downpour, crazy amounts of rain one late afternoon, and we decided to head back to the resort until the rain let up a bit, and we would head to Epcot later that evening. As we were leaving MK, she was right behind me on Main Street. Or so I thought lol. The way people were leaving the park you would have thought Wishes! had just ended and the park was closing, it was like a herd of people. So we're walking fast to get to the bus and I walk out of the park, not turning around at all, just high tailing it out of there. I make it through the turnstiles, turn around.... and there is no Kathy... anywhere. So I wait for a few minutes... nothing. I'm looking for her, can't find her. This was when the yellow ponchos were being sold, so EVERYONE was wearing a yellow poncho. :brick:

I didn't see her outside of the turnstiles so I figured I would just put my ticket in and go back in... wrong! Kathy had my ticket. Okay I will just call her, I call her, oh wait, her phone is in MY bag :hammer:

I explained to a CM what was happening, and they said if I didn't find her in an hour, they would allow me in to the park to look for her. Until then, I just had to sit in the rain and wait for her lol. Well another CM, named Jon, came up to me and asked "Is everything okay?". I explained to him what was happening, and at the time he was standing underneath one of the umbrellas they can post into the ground, and waving to everyone as they were leaving. He invited me to stand under this huge umbrella with him, but on one condition, I had to wave and send magical see ya real soon greetings to everyone who walked by. So of course I did! I waved to people for about 45 minutes, mostly staring at their feet to find Kathy's because everyone had their yellow ponchos on lol, and I just happened to glance over at the Train Station and there she was, standing underneath, nice and dry, drinking an ice cold coke :brick:. I about cried when I found her lol.

But as aggravating as the situation could have been, Jon inviting me to wave and bid farewell to guests as they were leaving made it all better. I had always wanted to be a CM, and for 45 minutes, I felt like I was a CM. Thanks Jon, wherever you may be :wave:

Phew okay - sorry for the long post hahaha.
 

wdwwdeagle

Member
Continuing with the lost-and-found theme, I'll post one that just happened last month....

My kids do the pin-trading thing, and each trip they buy 7 - 15 pins. So on our second evening we ate at Kona Cafe, watched Wishes from the Poly beach, and then rode the monorail back to MK to catch the bus to our resort (YC).

My son had all of his pins in a small plastic Disney shopping bag (the kind you get when you make a small purchase -- like pins! -- in a store). He has approximately 50 trading pins -- no small amount, especially for an 11 year old who spent his 'own' money on them. He's been collecting them literally half his life!

We get off monorail lime at MK about 20 mins. after wishes ends -- so of course the platform is mobbed with people waiting to board as we get off. Walk over to the bus stop to realize the pins were left on the seat in monorail lime. Immediate result - a sobbing child. I'm thinking, there is no way we're getting those pins back.

So we walk back to the monorail station, and speak to the CM directing everyone to the right entrance. Explain, and she sends us up the exit ramp to the manager. He radios and finds out monorail gold now has the pins in hand. Hooray! He sends us up the next exit ramp to wait for gold to arrive.

The funny part of this story, to me, is the looks that each set of CMs gave us as we approached up the exit ramps. The panic in their eyes was priceless as you could just see them thinking, "How did these people get up here? They're going the wrong way, and now hundreds of other guests are going to follow them, and it's going to be mass chaos! Who in the heck is on duty down there? and why didn't they stop these people?!?!" What they said was, "Ma'am, this is the exit. You can't come this way. You need to go back down the other way." But of course, when we explained the situation, they calmed down and let us through.

I don't know who our good samaritan was, but I am so thankful s/he didn't just throw the bag away thinking it was trash, or keep it. The monorail drivers were so helpful and nice, as well. You could tell they were happy to have been of help when they saw the red swollen eyes of my child. Definitely a magical moment!
 

UrbanDonovan

Active Member
I don't know how "magical" this story it, but it is my fondest Disney memory and one I will take with me for the remainder of my life, so anyways, here goes....


The date was September 15th, 2001, the Saturday after 9/11. I had my whole weekend planned around the University of Florida/University of Tennessee football game, which, of course, had been canceled due to the attacks. So, I had a whole weekend off of work and school with nothing to do. All one could find on the television were replay-after-replay of the towers falling and after the fourth day of this incessant loop-of-depression, I snapped and told my fiance (now my wife), "We're going to Disney tomorrow." She had never been to EPCOT, so the next morning we awoke bright and early and made the trip down from Gainesville to WDW, to attempt to escape reality for a few short hours. I think she and I were two of like twenty people in the park that day, so we pretty much had the run of the place.

Anyways, sometime in the day we ended up at the American Adventure. As we waited to enter the theater, we stood and listened to the Voices of Liberty. Next to us, in a wheelchair, was an elderly gentleman wearing a WWII-vet ballcap. As the group started The Star Spangled Banner, the man started to try to rise from his chair on shaky knees, but his overprotective wife kept forcing him back into the chair. After watching this for like the third time, I just stepped over, pushed her aside and grabbed his arms and lifted him. I stood there holding this gentleman upright while we both bawled like little babies listening to our national anthem. After the song was finished, I helped him back into his wheelchair. He looked up at me and said, "Thank you." I just said, "No, thank you, sir," back. And off we went our separate ways into the theater.

Not the most magical story of Walt Disney World ever, but one I will cherish the rest of my life, so I guess it's magical to me, anyways. :)
 

Yensid40

Member
I don't know how "magical" this story it, but it is my fondest Disney memory and one I will take with me for the remainder of my life, so anyways, here goes....


The date was September 15th, 2001, the Saturday after 9/11. I had my whole weekend planned around the University of Florida/University of Tennessee football game, which, of course, had been canceled due to the attacks. So, I had a whole weekend off of work and school with nothing to do. All one could find on the television were replay-after-replay of the towers falling and after the fourth day of this incessant loop-of-depression, I snapped and told my fiance (now my wife), "We're going to Disney tomorrow." She had never been to EPCOT, so the next morning we awoke bright and early and made the trip down from Gainesville to WDW, to attempt to escape reality for a few short hours. I think she and I were two of like twenty people in the park that day, so we pretty much had the run of the place.

Anyways, sometime in the day we ended up at the American Adventure. As we waited to enter the theater, we stood and listened to the Voices of Liberty. Next to us, in a wheelchair, was an elderly gentleman wearing a WWII-vet ballcap. As the group started The Star Spangled Banner, the man started to try to rise from his chair on shaky knees, but his overprotective wife kept forcing him back into the chair. After watching this for like the third time, I just stepped over, pushed her aside and grabbed his arms and lifted him. I stood there holding this gentleman upright while we both bawled like little babies listening to our national anthem. After the song was finished, I helped him back into his wheelchair. He looked up at me and said, "Thank you." I just said, "No, thank you, sir," back. And off we went our separate ways into the theater.

Not the most magical story of Walt Disney World ever, but one I will cherish the rest of my life, so I guess it's magical to me, anyways. :)

I like it. :) Not too many people would do that.
 

DizneyPryncess

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These stories are great. They give me chills. :)

Mine is on the lines of the lost & found too. I have a hidden mickey book - not expensive, but meaningful when you have them for a few years. I had notes on each mickey, stating whether or not I'd found it or if it'd been removed. I had my favorites marked, and notes on which ones I didn't think were that good.

Then we had pages of notes in which we'd found our own, with detailed descriptions. It meant a lot to me, and had a lot of memories in it. Anyways, on our last trip my husband had the book in his back pocket, and realized at some point it had fallen out. I was a little heartbroken, that book was like my Disney bible! We retraced our steps: back over to TSI, down Main Street, through Tomorrowland, and then finally we split up. My last stop before I gave up was Buzz Lightyear. I explained my story to a CM, who promptly took me through a back entrance to the exit of the ride. They opened a drawer, and lo & behold, there was the book!

I was so happy! The CM then took me around the general area & had me find Mickey's by giving me his own clues. It was fun, and I was very thankful for whoever got on the ride after me. They could've taken the book, but turned it in instead. Gotta love good people! :sohappy:
 

MillerPoppins

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I hadn't had a vacation in over three years and was finally given a chance to take one. I wanted to come back to Disney and my mother said she'd love to go with me. Together, we planned 7 days full of fun. I was elated to see that our trip fell right in between the Food & Wine Festival ending and MVMCP starting! As a surprise, I purchased two tickets for us and off we went. Our trip was great...perfect weather, great hotel room, and wonderful experiences. It was Mom's first time to the Food & Wine Festival and she loved it! When we finally got to go to the MVMCP, we wore our Christmas shirts and had an amazing time! Numerous times through the night, she hugged me and kept saying thank you. By the end of the night during the fireworks, we just both hugged and she kept saying thank you. It meant the world to me as my Mother is one of my best friends.

Four months later, my mother was diagnosed with breast cancer. Over the past year, we as a family have battled through three surgeries and 16 weeks of chemo. Thank God my mother is now a survivor and cancer free. Sure we visit often, talk multiple times a week and go to different places all the time. We didn't receive fast passes for a day or were given the Cinderella Suite. But no matter what else may happen, I know that we had that special time of just being together and not worrying about a thing, having the time of our lives.

To me, it doesn't get more Magical then that.
 

Disney_Belle

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I hadn't had a vacation in over three years and was finally given a chance to take one. I wanted to come back to Disney and my mother said she'd love to go with me. Together, we planned 7 days full of fun. I was elated to see that our trip fell right in between the Food & Wine Festival ending and MVMCP starting! As a surprise, I purchased two tickets for us and off we went. Our trip was great...perfect weather, great hotel room, and wonderful experiences. It was Mom's first time to the Food & Wine Festival and she loved it! When we finally got to go to the MVMCP, we wore our Christmas shirts and had an amazing time! Numerous times through the night, she hugged me and kept saying thank you. By the end of the night during the fireworks, we just both hugged and she kept saying thank you. It meant the world to me as my Mother is one of my best friends.

Four months later, my mother was diagnosed with breast cancer. Over the past year, we as a family have battled through three surgeries and 16 weeks of chemo. Thank God my mother is now a survivor and cancer free. Sure we visit often, talk multiple times a week and go to different places all the time. We didn't receive fast passes for a day or were given the Cinderella Suite. But no matter what else may happen, I know that we had that special time of just being together and not worrying about a thing, having the time of our lives.

To me, it doesn't get more Magical then that.


This brought tears to my eyes. So glad your mom is cancer free!!! My mom too is a breast and cervical cancer survivor, and my dad a throat cancer survivor... Having WDW memories with them is the most magical thing ever. Many blessings to you and your mom!!!
 

Disney_Belle

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MillerPoppins just reminded me of another magical experience I had. (Thanks! Don't know how I overlooked this one!)

In January 09 my family of 16 went to WDW for a week. The first full day we were there, it was just DH, my mom, dad and myself.

My dad had never been to WDW before so this was something extra special I was looking forward to.

I wasn't sure how he would feel about WDW so I was a tad nervous lol.

My Mom, Dad, DH and I were walking down Main Street and it was all lit up for the evening. DH and I were walking in front of my parents. I turned around to make sure they were behind us, and my Dad was holding my Moms hand, in the middle of Main Street, slowly turning in a circle just marveling at all the details.

Then he said "This is like a dream come true, it really is. Its like a dream come true for me.. this is beautiful".

You can bet I was fighting back the tears like crazy. It made me so happy that both of my parents "got" the magic, as I do... and that we were all able to share it. Both of them had previously battled cancer (My mom has breast and cervical, my dad throat cancer), so having them cancer free, in my favorite place in the world was truly a magical experience :)
 

Disneybird

Member
Back to the lost and found...Even though I've had many magical experiences myself, I like to think that I helped a lady experience hers.
On our last trip, I went into the ladies bathroom near Expedition Everest. As I sat on the throne, I noticed a ladies purse hanging on the door of the stall. My first thoughts of course were about where to take it, who to give it too, etc.. So I put in on my shoulder while washing my hands and kept thinking that if the owner walks in and sees me, she'll think I'm stealing it.
I left the bathroom and looked for a custodial employee but didn't see one. I didn't want to walk to a CM because I hoped the owner might come back looking for it. So I stood in front of the bathrooms near the water, where I hoped to be seen, and where my husband could see me, if he started wondering what was taking so long.
A few minutes later, I saw a lady running toward the bathrooms. As she got close, I held out the purse and told her I thought she looked like she was looking for something. She gave me a huge bearhug, and thanked me profusely. She said her family had just arrived at WDW and AK was their first park. She offered me a reward, that I turned down. I told her I was only doing the right thing, and that if the situation were reversed, I hope someone else would do the same thing I did. I felt so good after it was all over.
Of course when I relayed the story to my husband, he told me that he hoped no one had found the purse before I did, and removed the valuables. :eek:
 

Walt Disney1955

Well-Known Member
My dad lost his hat going down Splash Mountain in 1995. It was not a great hat by any means but he reported it to City Hall at the end of the day and wouldn't you know it.......they mailed it a week later. I guess they figured no one else would have the guts to own up to a John Deere-like hat

My wife and I went to WDW in 2009. She lost her sunglasses and we don't know where to this day. It was either on Pirates or the Tiki birds. But either way I told her to go to City Hall and report them. She did. ANd they were mailed back to her, good as new, unscathed.
 

DisneyGator

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Original Poster
Thank you all for sharing your stories!! I am so glad that I am not the only one who has had something so amazing happen at WDW. It's all just part of the magic, I suppose! :king:
 

zurgandfriend

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During our 2009 trip we (DW, DS and I) got to the Magic Kingdom early as we had never seen a park opening. After entering the park we walked down Main Street USA and into the bakery to get a quick breakfast. As I waited in line someone tapped me on the shoulder and said “hey hop.” Hop (or Hop along, as in Cassidy) was the nickname I earned in Vietnam after being wounded in the thigh. I turned around and saw someone I had not seen in over 40 years. He said “I thought it was you but I wasn’t sure and hesitated because I didn’t want to make a fool of myself in case it wasn’t.” He also said he knew it was me “because no one else is that ugly,” but I digress. He was there with his grandchildren, where as I was a career officer and got a late start in the whole family thing.
Our families went their own ways sensing that we had a lot of catching up to do. We sat on a bench by the entrance to Adventure Land and talked together for a very long time. I don’t go to reunions, too many memories, so this really was a magical experience for me.
 

LoriMistress

Well-Known Member
I don't know how "magical" this story it, but it is my fondest Disney memory and one I will take with me for the remainder of my life, so anyways, here goes....


The date was September 15th, 2001, the Saturday after 9/11. I had my whole weekend planned around the University of Florida/University of Tennessee football game, which, of course, had been canceled due to the attacks. So, I had a whole weekend off of work and school with nothing to do. All one could find on the television were replay-after-replay of the towers falling and after the fourth day of this incessant loop-of-depression, I snapped and told my fiance (now my wife), "We're going to Disney tomorrow." She had never been to EPCOT, so the next morning we awoke bright and early and made the trip down from Gainesville to WDW, to attempt to escape reality for a few short hours. I think she and I were two of like twenty people in the park that day, so we pretty much had the run of the place.

Anyways, sometime in the day we ended up at the American Adventure. As we waited to enter the theater, we stood and listened to the Voices of Liberty. Next to us, in a wheelchair, was an elderly gentleman wearing a WWII-vet ballcap. As the group started The Star Spangled Banner, the man started to try to rise from his chair on shaky knees, but his overprotective wife kept forcing him back into the chair. After watching this for like the third time, I just stepped over, pushed her aside and grabbed his arms and lifted him. I stood there holding this gentleman upright while we both bawled like little babies listening to our national anthem. After the song was finished, I helped him back into his wheelchair. He looked up at me and said, "Thank you." I just said, "No, thank you, sir," back. And off we went our separate ways into the theater.

Not the most magical story of Walt Disney World ever, but one I will cherish the rest of my life, so I guess it's magical to me, anyways. :)
What a great story! Thank you for sharing.
 

BoardwalkGlenn

Well-Known Member
Last fall, my boyfriend and I were at DHS on our 1st full day of the trip. I'm a huge American Idol fan so of course I wanted to check out the AIE. We were at the 12noon show and after seeing it, we both said "I wanna do that!"

So after the show, we went to the audition entrance to see if they were still accepting auditions. They were.

So....skip ahead....audition....nerves...eeek!

My bf performed at the 4pm show and I was in the 6pm show. And I made it to the finale show immediately following at 7pm.

I didn't win the finale, but the audience started applauding half-way through my song ("Circle of Life") and gave me a standing ovation at the end. It was a simply MAGICAL feeling!!

During the rest of our trip, I ran into many guests (and Carly and Dan who work in the United Kingdome Pavilion in EPCOT) who recognized me from the show and said I did a great job. Nothing like being a celebrity for 4 days until I have to go home to my everyday life.

So thank you Disney for giving me that opportunity to have the American Idol Experience!!!
 

Disney_Belle

Well-Known Member
I don't know how "magical" this story it, but it is my fondest Disney memory and one I will take with me for the remainder of my life, so anyways, here goes....


The date was September 15th, 2001, the Saturday after 9/11. I had my whole weekend planned around the University of Florida/University of Tennessee football game, which, of course, had been canceled due to the attacks. So, I had a whole weekend off of work and school with nothing to do. All one could find on the television were replay-after-replay of the towers falling and after the fourth day of this incessant loop-of-depression, I snapped and told my fiance (now my wife), "We're going to Disney tomorrow." She had never been to EPCOT, so the next morning we awoke bright and early and made the trip down from Gainesville to WDW, to attempt to escape reality for a few short hours. I think she and I were two of like twenty people in the park that day, so we pretty much had the run of the place.

Anyways, sometime in the day we ended up at the American Adventure. As we waited to enter the theater, we stood and listened to the Voices of Liberty. Next to us, in a wheelchair, was an elderly gentleman wearing a WWII-vet ballcap. As the group started The Star Spangled Banner, the man started to try to rise from his chair on shaky knees, but his overprotective wife kept forcing him back into the chair. After watching this for like the third time, I just stepped over, pushed her aside and grabbed his arms and lifted him. I stood there holding this gentleman upright while we both bawled like little babies listening to our national anthem. After the song was finished, I helped him back into his wheelchair. He looked up at me and said, "Thank you." I just said, "No, thank you, sir," back. And off we went our separate ways into the theater.

Not the most magical story of Walt Disney World ever, but one I will cherish the rest of my life, so I guess it's magical to me, anyways. :)

Such a touching story! Thank you for sharing with us! My husband is looking at me funny however wondering why I am crying lol. What a beautiful story.
 

goofykt

Member
I don't know how "magical" this story it, but it is my fondest Disney memory and one I will take with me for the remainder of my life, so anyways, here goes....


The date was September 15th, 2001, the Saturday after 9/11. I had my whole weekend planned around the University of Florida/University of Tennessee football game, which, of course, had been canceled due to the attacks. So, I had a whole weekend off of work and school with nothing to do. All one could find on the television were replay-after-replay of the towers falling and after the fourth day of this incessant loop-of-depression, I snapped and told my fiance (now my wife), "We're going to Disney tomorrow." She had never been to EPCOT, so the next morning we awoke bright and early and made the trip down from Gainesville to WDW, to attempt to escape reality for a few short hours. I think she and I were two of like twenty people in the park that day, so we pretty much had the run of the place.

Anyways, sometime in the day we ended up at the American Adventure. As we waited to enter the theater, we stood and listened to the Voices of Liberty. Next to us, in a wheelchair, was an elderly gentleman wearing a WWII-vet ballcap. As the group started The Star Spangled Banner, the man started to try to rise from his chair on shaky knees, but his overprotective wife kept forcing him back into the chair. After watching this for like the third time, I just stepped over, pushed her aside and grabbed his arms and lifted him. I stood there holding this gentleman upright while we both bawled like little babies listening to our national anthem. After the song was finished, I helped him back into his wheelchair. He looked up at me and said, "Thank you." I just said, "No, thank you, sir," back. And off we went our separate ways into the theater.

Not the most magical story of Walt Disney World ever, but one I will cherish the rest of my life, so I guess it's magical to me, anyways. :)

Okay...so I started misting up while I was reading this. Maybe because I cry too easily, or maybe because it reminds me of my grandpa who was rabidly active in his local VFW :)

That's a wonderful memory.
 

goofykt

Member
I hadn't had a vacation in over three years and was finally given a chance to take one. I wanted to come back to Disney and my mother said she'd love to go with me. Together, we planned 7 days full of fun. I was elated to see that our trip fell right in between the Food & Wine Festival ending and MVMCP starting! As a surprise, I purchased two tickets for us and off we went. Our trip was great...perfect weather, great hotel room, and wonderful experiences. It was Mom's first time to the Food & Wine Festival and she loved it! When we finally got to go to the MVMCP, we wore our Christmas shirts and had an amazing time! Numerous times through the night, she hugged me and kept saying thank you. By the end of the night during the fireworks, we just both hugged and she kept saying thank you. It meant the world to me as my Mother is one of my best friends.

Four months later, my mother was diagnosed with breast cancer. Over the past year, we as a family have battled through three surgeries and 16 weeks of chemo. Thank God my mother is now a survivor and cancer free. Sure we visit often, talk multiple times a week and go to different places all the time. We didn't receive fast passes for a day or were given the Cinderella Suite. But no matter what else may happen, I know that we had that special time of just being together and not worrying about a thing, having the time of our lives.

To me, it doesn't get more Magical then that.

Man...I just can't get over all the wonderful memories I'm reading about on here! I've started crying 2 or 3 times already! I just lost my grandma to cancer last week and I wish I had a memory like this with her. What a blessing - and what a great thing for you and your mother to look back on for strength and happiness when going through her cancer treatments!
 

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