The Magic of Disney still exists

We, gypsy baby and I, arrived back home last night

pretty late. It was a magical trip, just me and my daughter.

My adult daughter. The things I received there are

not those I call souvenirs. Yes, I brought some of those

home also. I speak today of the memories, the bond

that has been made stronger because of a week

with just my youngest child and I.

The adult she has become is phenomenal.

She has become a conversationalist. She

can spark a conversation with anyone and she does.

There are some things lines at Disney World are good for.

One would be for meeting new people. 

We did much of that. To hear her conversations

with complete strangers was like hearing myself.

For that, I am proud, proud.

We shared a bedroom for a week.

I waking up very early to go to front

lounge, get my coffee watch the people,

she to await my return with the weather forecast,

for how to dress. Her younger self would have

probably complained, not the grown gypsy.

Overprotective of my health, she carried

my bags, slowed down her walk, helped

me up when I had to sit, gave me her hand

when I needed help off of rides.

Did she learn this by watching me care for

my own mother or is it the nurturer in her?

It doesn't matter, it is there.

She would become upset when she would see

parents become upset with their children,

helpful when an older person needed it.

Sometimes she shares that she hopes to have a child

one day and at other times she fears she is too 

selfish to have a child. No my sweet child, 

I see you look at children, you will be a 

wonderful Mother… that child will come first.

I have gained things I would have not had

I not taken this trip. In her busy life, a life

where she holds two jobs, there is not much time

for hanging out. Love that we had this time together.

I missed her the first morning I awakened and we

were not sleeping in bed beside each other.

I have posted this Carol Burnett song before 

but never has it been more fitting than now.

I'M SO GLAD WE HAD THIS TIME TOGETHER,

JUST TO LAUGH OR SING A SONG OR TWO,

SEEMS WE JUST GET STARTED AND BEFORE 

YOU KNOW IT, COMES THE TIME WE HAVE TO 

SAY SO LONG.

Thank you, my baby girl, I will remember this time forever.

When I am an old lady, memories of now will fill

my long, long days.