I'M GOING TO DISNEY.

I'm still shaking. I can't stop smiling. I did it. A year ago, I decided this is what I wanted to do. And I'm going. I'm really going. This is really happening.

We were skating. Daniel, Mom and I, on the lake next to my house. It was absolutely beautiful out. I was taking pictures, and my phone buzzes. Facebook notification. A friend, whom I'd met at the interviews three days ago, had posted a messaged in the Disney ICP group.

Everyone was posting. The yes/no emails had gone out. People were being congratulated and excitement was evident.

I was on a lake, in my skates, WITH NO ACCESS TO EMAIL. Cue the total freak out. 90% of me wanted to rush home and find out. 10% wanted to delay as long as possible and enjoy the lake and the bliss of not knowing.

Mom wanted to know too though (maybe more badly than I did), so home we went.

I'M GOING TO DISNEY.
10 weeks of hot Florida weather and a little girl's dreams coming true.

Excitement doesn't even begin to cover it!

DISNEY HERE I COME.