Falling Together

Through the not-so-happy moments at Disneyland, I learned a lot, but through the moments-to-remember, I learned even more, and there were plenty of those to hold onto. One in particular happened right off the bat.

By the time we first arrived at the park, it was packed, so moving through the crowd (without losing one another) was a sport of its own, but we managed to all make it to the “Pirates of the Caribbean” ride without being separated.

By this time, some grumpiness had set in here and there, so I was hoping that the first ride would kill any of that, and it did, but while we were in line, I was touched by God. Continue reading