I’ve been a mom for almost twelve years. Twelve wonderful and exhausting years, that I wouldn’t exchange for anything.
Sometimes, though, all moms need a little vacation. A break from wiping noses, making beds, cooking dinner, and all of the million other tasks that come with having children.
Last week I got that holiday. A lovely friend was invited to a conference at Disney World and she decided to bring me along.
I would just like to state for the record that there is no more magical, wonderful, or incredible place on the entire planet than Disney World, especially when one is in dire need of a break from the everyday humdrum. Don’t even think of arguing with me gentle reader.
Where else can you ride roller coasters big or small?
Where else does the sight of princesses make your heart thump madly or your eyes tear up even though you’re a grown woman of forty?
And see the most amazing plants and flowers?
And is there anything more magical than seeing the lights of Tomorrow land?
Or Cinderella’s castle at night?
Or watching fireworks through the floating lanterns next to Rapunzel’s tower?
There isn’t, there truly isn’t.
And while several times a day I wished with my whole heart that my family was beside me, there was something very healing and rejuvenating about having a small break from my mommy and wife roles.
Sometimes a magical vacation away from home is just what you need to be a better mother and a kinder spouse.
How grateful I am for a family that understands that.