It's been one month since I last laughed with Persephonee.
One month today.
My sister and I took the kids to see Cinderella this afternoon. I wasn't prepared for how emotionally beaten I'd be after this movie. It was gorgeous, and Amelia was enchanted. She looked at me in compete wonder when the pumpkin became a carriage. I don't think I've seen such an amazed look on her face before - it took my breath away.
Thank you, Disney, for that moment. And because this movie embodied my niece.
Have courage, and be kind. That's Persephonee.
When even the happiest families find tragedy and despair -- that's us without her.
When pain and grief become tender beautiful memories - someday.
Persephonee was a princess. She loved surprise parties, teaching, playing. She was so much like Anna in Frozen! I want Amelia to emulate her, while choosing her own path.
Even while I cried, I was so thankful for this moment, Disney. Because my daughter, my nieces and nephew, they love the magic that you create. They are inspired and transported at the same time. It's amazing.
We never got to take all of the kids to Disney World together. It was supposed to happen, once everyone got old enough. Our brilliant, happy family was going to storm the castle and create fantastical memories.
It never happened. It will, but we're missing a key player.
We'll go, eventually. Once life allows us to settle and smile -- and once we save the daunting amount! -- even if it's bittersweet.
When we go, we take her with us. Her spirit will ride in the Dumbo carts, the teacups. In every surprised look and giggle. In every tear we, the adults, feel sliding from our eyes. In the joy of the park.
Thank you, Disney. My daughter's amazement at cinema magic today was just the beginning.
