As a child fantasy is..... "imagination, especially when extravagant and unrestrained" and its beautiful, from its magic and pixie dust, to the little moments we always remember and the pictures we cherish for years to come.....
but as we grow older and think of fantasy, some of us think of things that can not happen. Some think of the impossible and how events that do happen must always have a trick to them, or conceal some hidden truth. some of us don't allow the magic to continue and all they see is a day to be conquered only to repeat it
Everyday is a new adventure in my life, and after witnessing new fantasyland in Disney World I have come to the conclusion of a few things:
1. I'm blessed to have been some of the few to see it BEFORE its grand opening.
2. Magic is and forever will be real in my life.
From the architecture and design of the whole land, to the feeling you get as you walk through it, you can't help but feel this hint of magic flow through you as you take each step on the cobble stone.
the more and more I think about it, the more I feel as though its only the Brave who let the magic find a permanent home in ones heart, and all it takes is a magical moment from a crazy friend like pirate Tigger or Merida, to make you realize why you're here in the first place.
and on that note, have a magical day :')