My faith is strong yet my heart is heavy.
Sometimes I don't know how to deal.
Sometimes I just need a good cry.
Sometimes I just need a hug.
Sometimes I need a revelation...
All the time I let HIM love me. Cause always I will love HIM.
Sometimes I can't express the way I'm feeling.
Music helps.
So I seen this over at Mere's place and thought it was cool. And let me just say if you haven't checked her out. You should.
I live: in an old mining town in Alabama.
I work: at a Rehabilitation Center at the Hospital.
I smell: food cooking in the cafeteria.
I listen: to all sorts of things. I am a music junkie.
I hide: Christmas presents.
I walk: all over the place.
I write: my name and doodle alot.
I see: good with my glasses on but without I'm blind as a bat.
I sing: all the time.
I can: say the entire alphabet backwards in less than 10 seconds or so. It's my one and only talent.
I watch: whatever strikes my fancy.
I daydream: nope not really.
I want: to grow old with the one that I am so deeply in-love with, to rejoice when our boys start college, get married and have sweet babies. To not have to worry about the tomorrows.
I cry: alot. It's a wonder my face hasn't shriveled like that of fingers that have been in water to long.
I read: daily.
I love: with my whole heart not half.
I rode: in the car this morning.
I sometimes: get lost in my thoughts.
I fear: the inevitable.
I hope: this finds you well.
I eat: way too much Mexican food. I'm addicted.
I drink: a lot of sweet tea.
I play: the wii with the boys.
I miss: my mom and wonder what she would think of the boys and Richard.
I forgive: way to easily sometimes.
I drive: a Mustang but my name is not Sally.
I lost: one of my favorite flip-flops. Can not find it. argh
I dream: very rarely.
I kiss: Richard and the boys lots.
I hug: everyone.
I have: been blessed.
I remember: things I would rather forget.
I don't: like licorice what so ever.
I believe: prayers do get answered daily.
I owe: just your everyday bills.
I know: that I'm glad I started this blog.
I hate: that time just can't stand still for certain moments.
I wish: for a new Nikon D40 or Canon Rebel SLR. Wishing is right.
I wear: Valentino glasses. They are the only designer things I own.
My ex: will always be an ex.
Maybe I should: learn to slow down a little.
People would say that I'm: I don't know what would you say?
I don't understand: but I know it's God's plan.
Life is full of: surprises, open doors and outstanding opportunities.
My past is: just that the past.
I get annoyed when: I'm late to anything.
Parties are: usually for the kids.
Tomorrow: will start a new day.
Never in my life have I: been able to ride in the back seat of a car without getting car sick.
When I was younger, I: was a tomboy.
When I'm nervous: I have to pee.
When I was 5: I broke both of my collarbones at the same time while trying to see how fast an A frame swing could go while standing up. FYI it's goes pretty fast up until it flips and throws you out.
My life is not complete without: COFFEE everyday.
If you visit my hometown: check out Rich's BBQ by the beach. It is some kind of yummy goodness.
The world could do without: violence.
If I ever go back to school: haha that's funny.
And, by the way: you should do this too.I would love to read it.
An Eddie Vedder/ Pearl Jam fix. Have loved them since I was 15. Phew that was 13 years ago. Geez. WOW! Really?
Yellow Ledbetter. FAVORTIE song ever!
Hard Sun. Love it. Loved Into the Wild. Awesome movie.
Guaranteed. *sigh*
Just because it's another favorite.
Thank you. God Bless.
As many of you know that have been around my place here, my husband Richard is 46 years old and suffers from Cystic Fibrosis. He is one of the oldest CF patients in the State of Alabama. He has lived well past the life expectancy of 37. We want everyone that suffers from CF to live a long and full life. And the only way to do that is to Raise Awareness, get the word out and donate to Cystic Fibrosis research so that maybe one day soon there will be a cure.
I wanted to introduce you to a few of my fellow Blog and IRL friends that are also battling Cystic Fibrosis. I want you my readers to be AWARE of this deadly disease that affects approximately
30,000 Americans and the 1,000 new cases that are diagnosed every year. It's time for a change. It's time for a Cure!
Now let's get on with the introductions.
Now these are just a handful of the ones I read daily. There are so many more ya'll. So many more.
I hope that you will visit my friends I have listed and leave them some bloggy love. Let them know I sent you over.
Ok all of ya'll know about our wonderful gift to go to Disney.
We are super excited! We leave in March.
But I am having some problems.
We need to rent a vehicle to get there and back.
Why? you ask.
I have a Mustang. It is small and the further you drive it with 4 people inside the smaller it gets. I'm serious.
Richard has a van it's like a 90's model Ford van. It's also a 5 speed which I don't know how to drive. And it has over 200 thousand miles on it.
Grant it we have drove this vehicle on many a long distant trip.
The only thing about doing this now is Richard gets tired really easily and I need to be able to drive when he needs to rest.
We have also pretty much retired the Van from all long distance trips just because it is getting up there in miles and it is bound to tear up like when we are hundreds of miles from home.
We don't want to push our luck anymore with the Van. She's an old girl and it's time to let her enjoy her retirement.
So renting a SUV was what we had planned on doing. I have the money to do so. But I didn't realize that it costs nearly $900 to do so for 10 days.
That is Highway robbery. Outrageous.
So I come to you guys.
Do any of ya'll know a website or anything where I might can save some money on the rental?
I need some serious help.
Cause yes I have the money for it but every little bit of money we can save to use while at Disney the better.
So please suggest away.
My day started early. I'm talking 2:30 AM early.
My throat and my head were killing me. I finally managed to go back to sleep not to long before the alarm clock began singing it's tune to start the day.
I got up but felt no better. It didn't take me long to decide that I was not going to be able to go to work feeling like this. So I called in. Good thing my Boss is awesome.
I was sure I had strep throat.
Called the Doctor couldn't get in till 1:20. So I slept. Took a 3 hour nap as a matter of fact.
Hubby took me to the Doctor. Yep I know he's such a sweetie. He really went with me so he could get his Flu shot. But he's still a keeper.
Anyhow he got a shot and I got gagged by a long q-tip. Ugh there has to be a better way to check for strep. Seriously.
Needless to say I don't have strep.
But I do have a sinus infection and double ear infection. That would explain why I have been having to get everyone to repeat everything.
Got some meds and I'm feeling a little better.
Back to work tomorrow. Thank goodness it's the end of the week.
Oh but while I was laying on the couch and going through the mail. I came across a deal I couldn't pass up. It was literally a steal. Hubby loves his current cell phone and said I could use his VIP upgrade. I had to have it.
So without further or do let me introduce to...
Yes my friend. That would be the new Blackberry Storm. It is mine all mine. It will be here Friday and I can't wait. I can check emails, blog and whatever else from anywhere. I love Verizon it's the only cell phone service that has ever picked up here in our po-dunk town.
Happy late Christmas present, Valentine's Day, Birthday to me! It doesn't take much to make me a very Happy girl even when I have a temperature. Thanks Hubby your the best. I love you.
I'll be around to visit blogs when I feel a little bit better than I do right now. I know my comments have been seriously lacking. I'll be around your way soon.
Yep you heard me I have been interviewed. Whoo hoo.
Karla over at Zander and Me did an interview post and wanted to interview others. And since I just adore her, I was so game. And boy oh boy did she ever bring it.
1. Your faith is so strong, its wonderful to see how you keep it always. Have you always been a Christian? Or is there something specific that happened that turned you to Christ?
(WOW what a question) No, I haven't always been a Christian. I have had a plenty of sin in my life and I have learned from it all. When I was 14 I accepted Christ as my Savior or at least I thought I had. I said the prayer but continued to do the things I wanted to do. Then in May of 2002 when I was 22 years old we joined Sharon Heights. I don't remember the lesson that day or anything that the Preacher said but I remember the feeling I felt, and the tears that I wept on the altar. That is the day that I turned it all over to Him and it was gone, the weight was lifted. My walk with Him hasn't been easy. But the comforting thing to know is that I can rely on Him when I am in the trenches He provides all the strength I need. When I am overjoyed with the way my life is going I know that He is too. God saved me most of all from myself.
2. I’ve been reflecting a lot on my past recently…I have no idea why…but let’s go with it. Knowing what I know now, I wish I had some ‘do-overs’. (I know I learn from my mistakes, but do-overs still sound nice) Is there anything that you did or didn’t do that you wish you could ‘do-over’?
Boy do I have some do-overs I would like. I wish I would have stood up to my ex long before I ever actually did. For 5 years I put up with physical and mental abuse. 5 years is a long time and being only 16 it really makes you grow up fast and it makes you tough. It used to take me a long time to trust anyone to really let anyone in. The best thing that happened in those 5 years was having my sons. They saved me. I did learn what real love is meant to be like. Thank God for Richard. My knight in shining armor to show me the way that love is supposed to be.
3 Your boys are getting so big, so fast. I mean, they have already hit puberty (haha)….Do they talk about things they want to do when they grow up? What are some of their plans?
Well Jacob loves food. There is nothing he won't try. He wants to go to Culinary School when he graduates. His goal is to become a World Renowned Chef. Calob isn't real sure what he wants to be quite yet. He loves to draw and is in-love with the Arts. So who knows. Whatever they choose to be is their decision and I want them to be happy in whatever it may be.
4. Before Richard, who was the biggest influence in your life? The person that maybe knew you the best? Or shaped who you are in a big way?
There are a lot of people that have influenced me over the years. Who have told me I was stupid for some poor decisions I have made and who have loved me through them regardless. I am thankful for them all. They know who they are.
5. I know you have so much going on in your life currently. But, when you do get time, do you have a hobby you like to do? Just something for you? If so, what is it and how long have you enjoyed this?
Oh I do have a hobby. I love to crochet. It is probably one of the best stress relievers I have found, it keeps my mind busy which is great. I could go broke in the yarn aisle at Hobby Lobby. All the colors, oh the pretty colors. Love it!
Well that concludes this interview. It was alot of fun. Thanks Karla!
My boys are something else.
They are both smart, funny and very handsome.
See for yourself. Yep I made those!
Anyhow sometimes they leave me speechless.
The other day I was on my way home so I called to let them know.
A young voice comes on the phone so I am talking away.
How was your day at School? Did you get all your homework done?
Then the young voice starts cracking as he is talking to me.
So then I ask are you sick? Is your throat sore Calob?
Ya know the Mom routine.
Then the young voice says
"Mom this is Jacob. I feel fine. Why?"
Then I say... Oh honey I'm sorry I thought you were Calob you sounded just like him.
All of a sudden he says. Yeah I think I'm going through Puberty.
I stifle my outburst of laughter and ask...
Really? How come?
Well cause you just said I sound like Calob and I have a mustache. You can really see it in the sunlight.
(speechless)
Then the other morning I am in the bathroom with Calob.
I am fixing my hair.
He is brushing his teeth.
I notice he is admiring himself in the mirror.
Nothing abnormal I mean he is some kind of a handsome little fella.
He gets through, spits, dries mouth.
Then proceeds to still look in the mirror.
I ask him if everything is ok.
He says...
"Yes Ma'am. I think I have hit Puberty. "
Really? How come?
Cause I am Smokin' Hott.
(again speechless)
I may never understand the mind of the male.
However I did learn that I obviously use the words Smokin' Hott a little much.
Now excuse me while I go stop Jacob from shaving his 'stache and remove all my mirrors so Calob's head won't swell to much.
Also it appears that Calob thinks he is grown and that he doesn't have to mind the teacher at School or the Prinicipal. He also seems to think it's ok for him to tell them that he is not going to do his work. Just not gonna do it. Hard-headed this one I tell ya. My child that is way smarter than I ever was at the age of 9 is suspended from School tomorrow.
Yes SUSPENDED!
He is also grounded until further notice and he has a sore bottom.
At least he has his Puberty.
What is a Mother to do?
I have been keeping a little something in my back pocket for a while now. Debating if I should even bother replying. But ya know I have decided after much prayer that I am just gonna put it out there and be done with it. I mean what better way to do it than here at my blog. I mean this is where it all stems from anyway.
So here it goes. Hang on it's gonna be a very bumpy ride.
About a month or so ago I received an email. Okay so nothing unusual about that. I get emails from people I don't know pretty regularly. I mean my email is out there for anyone who wants it. Here I'll give it to you just so you won't have to look for it. It is cferswife@gmail.com send them on ya'll.
Ok so I proceed to open this email and I was flabbergasted.
The email said...
Anybody that knows anything about Cystic Fibrosis knows that you are a liar. Richard looks too healthy to have that deadly disease and I can't believe people actually fall for that. He's too old to have it and still be alive. It's horrible that you throw Cancer in the mix to really pull on peoples heart strings to try and get a handout. Is CF not enough for that? You should be arrested for taking advantage of people and playing with their emotions. It's also a shame that you use God the way you do to make people think that you are just so wonderful and holy when really you are nothing more than a worthless piece of trash.
So don't ya'll just think that is lovely? My very first hate mail. Guess I have reached RockStar status. Now I just need myself a stalker.
In all seriousness though. This has been a little disturbing to me. It really got me thinking how many people are reading my blog and thinking this way?
Then I stopped and prayed for them.
So to make me feel better I thought I would clear some things up.
Richard is 46 years old. He was diagnosed with CF when he was 3 back in 1965. His Mother was told then that he wouldn't live to graduate High school. He spent those next few years in and out of the hospital with bowel obstructions and alot of digestive issues. Up until he was 13 years old he slept every night in a mist tent. His first admission for a lung infection wasn't until he was 15. Ever since then he has gone in the hospital pretty regularly about every 3 to 4 months. We got married when I was 20 and Richard was 38. He was still going to Children's Hospital then. In 2001 the new CF center was opened at UAB Hospital and this is where he goes now. Richard has always been more healthy than some of the other CF's. He has lost many friends to this same dreaded disease. He watched his best friend Andrew die right in front of him. It's hard knowing that you have outlived alot of the friends you grew up with. I mean you develop relationships and strong bonds with these people that you spend 2 weeks with every couple of months. They become like family.
Just in the 8 years we have been married I can think of 4 that we have lost in that short period of time. Everyday someone dies from CF. Do you have any idea what it's like to pretty much know you are going to die by drowning in your own secretions? Richard has said many times he would rather get hit by bus than to die from CF. I guess when you are as old as he is and when you have lost so many people close to you from this, I think you have plenty a reason to feel that way. I have no reason to lie about this. My husband is one of the few that have lived past the life expectancy. We are more than thankful to God for everyday.
As far as the cancer goes. It is real. It is there. He is dying. I think it's wonderful that you think he looks so healthy. But you don't hear the cough that sounds like it hurts so bad. You don't see the pain in his eyes when he moves a certain way. You don't feel the warm tears as they fall on your cheek when he kisses you. You don't have to witness him taking something for pain that will hopefully just take the edge off enough to make it bearable. It's ME! But you know what. I wouldn't trade this life I have with him for anything. NOTHING.
Then there is the subject of taking advantage of people. Are you kidding me? This sentence has definitely been the most disturbing to me. I have never asked for anything EVER on my blog or anywhere else for that matter. I use my blog as a place to come and get my feelings out. When I first started this is was for nothing but the mere fact for me to be able to journal about this journey we are on. So family could follow up with us rather than me having to call them every time something new happened. I have blogged about the hardships of our family. It has been more than just a little rough. But I am so incredibly thankful for people that felt compelled to help us. It warms my heart to know that their are still people that believe in helping the fellow man/woman during hardships. That my friend is God. Without the gifts from strangers my kids wouldn't have had a Christmas. The trip to Disney blew us away. I have mentioned on my blog about how Richard has been wanting to do that with us. That is all I did. Next thing I know I am getting a phone call from a Travel Angel. I'm sorry if anyone looks at this as we are taking advantage of people. That is not my intention. Maybe I misunderstood but I thought this was MY blog and I could post about anything I wanted. Was I wrong?
Now for the most important subject matter... God. I do not use Him to make myself appear better. He my friend uses me and makes me a better person because of Him. He uses me.
I am thankful for this blog, the friendships I have made, the people I have met IRL.
If this is the only hatemail I get well I think I can handle it.
Well after sitting here all morning debating on whether or not I should call the Nurse I finally did. Of course I got her voicemail and had to leave a message.
She called not even 5 minutes later.
The report said that it appears that I have a 9 Millimeter Benign Lesion or Mass. They don't think it is necessary for me to have a biopsy at this point. But they want me to see the Doctor in 3 months for another Ultrasound.
Ever since this whole ordeal began last week I have felt like I have been holding my breath just waiting for the news.
Finally I am able to exhale.
Thank you all for your encouragement, kindness, and Love.
But most of all thank you for calling on God on my behalf.
Our prayers were answered.
So this is like the 4th day that I have come here. Staring at this screen. Contemplating what to say. Trying desperately to put my feelings into words.
I keep coming up empty.
I want you all to know that I have read every single comment, every email, every IM and every Blog asking for prayers for myself and my family.
It has been very overwhelming to say the least.
I have been amazed by the love I have felt and been shown from complete strangers through this blog of mine.
I am truly beside myself.
You all continue to amaze me with your outpouring of love and kindness for the 4 of us in this family of ours.
Thank you just doesn't seem sufficient enough to express the way that my heart feels.
I still don't know anything.
I did call the Nurse today, they do have the report back from the Ultrasound but not the Mammogram.
She wouldn't tell me anything.
She said she had to wait for the complete report before she could give me any information.
She said she was going to try to track down the results and call me back.
She didn't call.
Maybe tomorrow.
So I wait some more.
I know that my posts and my comments are lacking.
Sorry.
I needed some time.
I know that I don't know what this is yet but, I feel like I have looked at it from all sides and I am ready for whatever it is.
So I wait and pray.
Waiting and Praying seems to be the story of our lives.
WoW you guys must have kept God really busy today with all those prayers. Thanks cause I needed them for sure. And I still do.
No need to hold your breath while I explain I'm gonna give it to you straight.
I discovered a couple of lumps in my breast. One is about the size of a nickel the other is about the size of a pea. Today at 3 I had my appointment with the Obgyn to see what I had going on in these here girls of mine.
The Doctor I have to say was very nice. We sat in his office and chatted for a bit before he wanted to see the girls. Needless to say upon examination he found the lumps without me even having to mention where they were.
I held my breath as he spoke of it could be this or that. He wanted an ultrasound immediately.
So I had to wait in my blue paper gown that opens in the front while holding my shirt and bra in my hand until the ultrasound tech was ready for me. She too was extremely nice. She couldn't see the pea size one on the screen even though she felt it with her hand. The larger one she spent some quality time with that little gem in there. A lot longer than I felt comfortable with. When she was through and I thoroughly wiped all the goo off my girl. I dressed and had to go back to Doctor F's office. I waited, I texted trying to keep my mind busy.
He came in and I knew by the look on his face. He didn't even have to speak. But he did...
"Kori this is not what I wanted to see. I am not a radiologist by no means, nor am I an Oncologist or a Surgeon. But I don't like the appearance. I wanted it to be a cyst. I am not going to tell you it's cancer because I don't know that yet. It could just be a benign tumor. (trying not to cry, trying not to cry) If I send this to the radiologist they are going to want a Mammogram. Could you do a Mammogram today?"
I didn't even have to think about it. Of course I could. So the Mammogram lady was just about to go home but she stayed to do me. Yep she was nice too. She squished and manipulated my girls like I couldn't believe.
So after every one and their brother seen, touched and ogled at my girls I am home. I have no answers. It will be 7 to 10 days before they get the reports back from the radiologist. Depending on their report I will be sent to a Surgeon for a biopsy and then the real drama will begin.
Right now I choose to stay positive. I have cried since being at home with Richard with all his hugs and sweet forehead kisses.
This can not happen. It just can't. It has to be something else. I need it to be something else. Please God anything else.
I need prayers over these next 7 to 10 days you guys. Prayers that I don't completely lose my mind. Prayers that I can sleep and not worry so much. Prayers that it's nothing serious.
Dear God,
I love you and I know you love me because otherwise you wouldn't think us worthy enough to carry all of these heavy burdens. You are an awesome God. You are good to us when we might not be so good to you. In the deepest of trenches you are there with me, near me, holding me. You are God. You know every bone in my body, every freckle upon my face and you know this... whatever it may be. No matter I will use it God. I will use it to honor You. I will use it to show that You are the only way. Because God you are the ONLY way. I love You because You first loved me always.
Serving regardless, Kori
Something has been brought to my attention and I go to the Doctor today at 3pm to see about it.
I don't want to get into it today. Just keep me in your prayers.
You can read if you like. Guess I have been having myself a little pity party over things. I just needed to get them out of my head and somewhere else. I needed to be whiny and self pitying for a second.
I worry about alot of things. After many, many sleepless nights I have come to realize that worrying about it doesn't do any good. But knowing that doesn't make me sleep any better.
There have been times in my life when things came easy. Bills were always paid on time and we had extra left over to do the things we wanted without question. When Richard and I first got married I was so homesick for Florida, my home town of Jacksonville that we would go there once a month for about the first 6 months I lived in Alabama. Things have certainly changed since then. For instance this past July was the first time I have been to Jacksonville to see my Dad in 2 years. Simply because we just couldn't afford it.
I am more than grateful for an awesome job that i love in these trying times of our Nation but I so miss the old days when we both worked. I full-time, Richard worked 2 to 3 days a week do to the limits of his CF. Things were just so much better for us then. Things have certainly changed.
I don't know exactly what my point was to all this accept for the despite it all I am thankful.
Thankful for my unwavering faith in God, a Husband that continues to fight Cystic Fibrosis and Cancer with all his might, two beautifully smart amazing boys, a roof over our heads, heat on the cold wintry nights, and food to fill our tummies.
Sure we may not be able to take weekend trips to the coast or to the mountains of Tennessee, we may not be able to eat out but once every 3 months or so, or to go shopping without a calculator to make sure we stay under our grocery spending limit.
But when I STOP and look and see what all we do have. All I can say is WOW.
Just... WOW!
Ok self-pitying time is now officially over. Time to pick myself up and dust myself off.
I'm sure we have all had times when we have missed our family something terrible. And then when you get to see them after a while it is just a great experience.
Well that's how it was for us today. You see we haven't been to Church in almost 3 months due to the way the Hubs has been feeling. The boys still go all the time just without us.
But today was another "feel good day" for the hubby so we got to go. It was the best. Our Church Family is beyond amazing.
We have been a member of Sharon Heights for almost 6 years now. From our very first visit we have felt nothing short of love.
These people are our family in so many ways. They love, encourage and pray for us daily without question. They call, come by and send cards just to let us know that they are thinking of us and miss us just as much as we miss them.
They send messages through the boys like "tell your Mom and Dad I love them" You have know idea what this does for ones heart.
We are beyond thankful that God has put us at Sharon Heights cause He knew all along where we belonged.
Sunday School was wonderful. I love our class and our teacher KB, he is just an awesome, awesome guy and we are so blessed to be able to have a friend and brother like him. His wife L is someone I know I can count on for anything like coming all the way from the other side of the Church just to let me know she is there for me and to give me a hug. (so proud of you for not crying with me today. Love you guys)
Church service was nothing less than a true blessing. Many thanks to Pastor J for always keeping it real. We just adore our Pastor our friend.
Of course with every hug I cried. Not to worry I did wear my water-proof mascara and was armed with plenty of kleenex. I loved every minute of it. These good days are priceless and I pray God gives us many, many more.
The day started off very good. Richard woke up without any pain which put him in a good mood and he wanted to get out of the house. Which was perfect because as you all know this past Monday Jacob turned 12. So we had promised him we would go out to eat.
I shot our waitress and my husband a look when they tried to tie a huge bib around my neck. I think the look said it all. What do you think?
Jacob was hungry and very much prepared for his feast of Crab legs.
Richard was just over the moon to be having a "Feel Good Day"
After we stuffed ourselves on crab legs, shrimp and some super yummy dessert. Jacob had to do a little Rock Show for everyone at the restaurant while we all sang Happy Birthday to him. Yep he was a little more than embarrassed but he was such a good sport unlike his Mother with the bib incident. 
If we have a hundred bad days and only ten good
we will still give thanks and praise to God no matter what day it is.
So as I sit here in my nice warm cozy bed listening to my husband watch his beloved Alabama Football team at the Sugar Bowl in the living room. I keep hearing words like... embarrassing, unbelievable, come on John Parker get it together. Pretty funny stuff.
I also hear my two youngens sitting in the kitchen floor with their Ninetendo Ds's playing some game with the boy in the house next door. Yes they are sitting in the floor up against the cabinets in the kitchen because "Mom this is the only place we can get a signal without freezing outside."
Anyways back to me. This Blog really is about me ya know. I mean can't ya tell? Haha
So Ok I have been trying to plan our Disney Trip. TRYING. I am very much overwhelmed.
There are only 70 Days LEFT!
I am not a planner. I am definitely a fly by the seat of my britches kind of girl.
I know I need to be making some reservations at places to eat. But where?
I have all the books. The Guide to Walt Disney World books. I have been to the website.
But ya'll I don't even know where to begin.
This is where you come in. I need ya'lls help.
Tell me places we absolutely shouldn't miss seeing, places we go to get our grub on.
I am really contemplating going without a plan. I certainly don't want to over plan. Is it necessary to have a plan? Can we just go and be and enjoy? Is that possible? Is it better to plan? Oh my goodness, oh my goodness.
What do you think? Give me some suggestions, tell me what you loved most about Disney.
