I’ve Done Disney in Every Stage of Life… and I Have Thoughts

I’ve traveled a lot—Disney World, cruises, all over the U.S. and Canada.

But Disney?
Disney is my personality trait at this point.

When I say I’ve done Disney in every stage of life… I mean every stage.

As a child and young adult…
I started going to Disney World in 1975—yes, I hear it too, that date is loud.

I was one of the first guests at the Grand Floridian (which I still casually bring up whenever possible).

In college, I worked at the Sci-Fi Dine-In Theater Restaurant—serving burgers in a fake drive-in theater, as one does.

And then in 1999, I got married at the Polynesian… on a hill… overlooking Cinderella Castle.
Because if you’re going to do it, you might as well commit to the theme.

As a mom…
My kids are incredible humans—with medical needs that made travel a little more… layered.

So I became that planner.
The one with backup plans for the backup plans.
Snacks. Strategies. Exit routes. Emotional support everything.

We went to Disney World every week.
Yes. Weekly. (I have no regrets.)

They also went on 15 Disney cruises… which feels both impressive and slightly unhinged.

As an empty nester…
I still go to Disney World once a week. Because obviously.

My husband and I have now been on 27 Disney cruises and have sailed on every ship.

We’ve stayed at (almost) every hotel.
We’ve eaten at (definitely too many) restaurants.

So yes… I have some Disney experience.

Which is exactly why this blog exists.

Because I don’t just go to Disney—I notice it.
The magic, the chaos, the tiny details, the “why is this line like this” moments, and the little things that make it all feel okay.

I know Disney.

And that’s where the thoughts come from.

And this?
This is only the Disney part of the story.