"Are we there yet?" I asked. "Almost," replied Grandpa. Each minute felt like an hour. After all, it was our first time visiting Florida since Grandma and Grandpa had moved to Tampa from Wisconsin, and Walt Disney World was a dream come true for an 8-year old. The anticipation was killing me, but the wait made the experience that much sweeter. Everything I
didn't know about Disney World was waiting for me to discover it.
In the daily events of our lives "getting there" can mean a myriad of thi...
Published on November 18, 2014 18:04