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Happiest Place On Earth?

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A visit to Los Angeles isn’t complete without a trip to Disneyland.  I love it, the kids love it, everyone loves it…who wouldn’t? I don’t/can’t ride on everything, well okay, I don’t/can’t ride on too many things, all right, I admit it, I hardly ever ride on anything.  I can manage Dumbo, because sitting in an elephant is easy,  and the Mad Hatter’s Tea party because it’s obviously comfortable in a giant teacup.  Anything higher or bumpier than that just makes me feel awful.  And yes, I have to take something when I fly, or sail, and I can’t even sit in the back seat of a car. We were in a hurry to get…well everywhere. We had to meet Minnie. And the other characters. And L.J couldn’t possibly miss having a daring adventure. And then, naturally, a hug with Pinocchio’s Daddy was in order. Moving right on to… Where…

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Rich Living.

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I used to say you can’t be more than happy.  But watching these two little sprites, otherwise known as LJ and OW maybe I’m wrong.  They live life at a level of pure joy that would melt the hardest of heart and elevate the happiest soul. Yesterday, we spent the morning here: They literally flew around the center, touching, smelling, hearing and seeing as many things as possible.  Every sense was connected, every experience a thrill. Life is either a glorious, exciting adventure. Or something to contemplate. They have a zest for life that’s beyond happy, that embraces each little moment with a hug and moves on to the next.  That doesn’t hang on to old hurts or wounds but throws itself into the next more wonderful experience.  Can you remember it? I want to recapture that same love of life, that delights the heart and…

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Little Words.

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We were headed for the City of Angels and ran into challenges, with a short delay, in airline terms, of an hour and a half, due to mechanical failure.  Airline speak for one of the overhead bins is broken.  It took two engineers an hour and a half to tape the bin.  I wish they’d told me what the problem was, I’m a dab hand and taping things and could have done it in five minutes.  Oh well. The connecting flight left without us, probably the first time ever that I’ve seen the departure board say… flight departed… when it was my flight.  I found it a little disconcerting and disheartening and maybe a teeny bit demoralizing all at the same time.  We had made great plans. Up at four thirty in the morning to get a really, really early flight, get to LA at a decent time and…blah blah…

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