Breast Cancer Magically Disappears
My family and I arrived at the park first thing in the morning on Wednesday, April 18th. We stood in front of Cinderella’s Castle and chanted, ‘Dreams Come True,’ along with Minnie and Mickey Mouse and wouldn’t you know it, I forgot I had breast cancer for two entire days.
That’s the dream most of us survivors share, isn’t it? To just forget that we live with this disease? To forget that we might not live to a ripe old age? To forget that we are scarred and/or disfigured? To forget that we’ve endured toxic doses of medicine that left us bald and barren and barely able to sit up let alone walk? To just … forget …
Then we show up at DisneyWorld where dreams come true.
I had one reminder of my survivor status when I saw a little boy with a disposable camera with a pink ribbon on it. I contemplated asking his mother where he got it … then decided not to!
Of course, as soon as I got back, this blog posting was shouting out at me, so reality didn’t go for good. But man, what a nice treat.
Thank you, Walt Disney, for creating a place where even grown ups’ dreams come true.
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