Before I went home, I called my family and tried to make them promise we would go to Disneyland. A couple weeks passed and it was about time to go home, but THEN my lovely, generous mother surprised me with a trip (even after I was being mean old cranky pants). Having a pass while growing up, it feels like another home to me. I have so many happy memories there, and I'm really grateful I had another chance to go.
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I miss it. It's also home to a lot of memories.
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