It had been a long couple of months for our family. My wife Kas had lost her mother at 48 years old and roughly a month later the grandmother that had practically raised her. Kas was going through the hardest time and I didn’t know what to do. I remember telling the kids about their nano and how hard that was on them. They had not experienced death of anyone as close as her. Then, we had the other as soon as we did, I just remember Bella crying,”it’s too soon!” I was devastated for them all and knew that we had a long road ahead of us.
The hardest part, after the actual loss, was that the holidays were upon us. We had traditions for Thanksgiving and Christmas and now all of that had changed in one month’s time. Well, Thanksgiving came and it was as hard as you could imagine that it would be. We went to my mother’s for Thanksgiving dinner and invited my wife’s sister and her family as well. For the most part, the day seemed to be missing something and there were lots of tears.
We made it through the day and I went to work the next morning. After I left work we packed our bags and headed to Disney for a four day weekend…..MY…..FAMILY…..NEEDED……THIS! We had been to Disney several times and consider ourselves experts. We have not, however, ever been during Christmas season. We had originally planned for this to be our anniversary trip since our anniversary is on December 2nd. We just couldn’t leave the kids behind on this one. So, off we went.
While we were there, we attended Mickey’s Very Merry Christmas Party. What a great time. You have to have a ticket on select nights throughout the season. There are a lot less people in the parks because it closes for everyone without a ticket. There is a special parade, there is hot chocolate, there are cookies, it snows on Main Street, and it smells just like Christmas. It was really starting the healing process on the hearts that had been so broken. That night, we rode a lot of rides, watched fireworks, drank the hot chocolate, and ate the cookies. We had an Amazing time.
The next night, we decided to go see The Osborne Family Spectacle of Dancing Lights..What A Sight!! This is where things really started to hit home. We waited in position for the lights for about an hour and then they came on. They came on in a big way. My wife broke down in the middle of the street and the kids ran to her an held her and they comforted her. You see, her mother had always loved sharing the Christmas lights with her when she was growing up. She so wanted to share this moment with her mother but, in a way, I think her mother was sharing this moment with us.