Disneyland is more fun with a party of two
I’m usually a very honest person. I have no problem divulging little details about my condition or personal life because to me if anything is relevant to whatever topic I’m on there’s no sense in omitting facts. When you tell any story worth repeating a thousand times over, do you cut out the bad parts and explore the fonder memories? No, because the negative aspects might be considered important stepping stones in the road to happier times. Rarely ever do I make an exception, but recently I had a major falling out with my sister Melanie and if I don’t discuss at least SOME of what happened it’s going to eat me alive.
To keep my moral high ground intact, I’ll only offer up what you need to know. Melanie has been the member of the same Pentecostal church for over 20 years. They don’t operate like most churches of their type do. The atmosphere is more like a cult than anything with strict rules regarding clothes, hair styles, entertainment, and what I can only describe as “outside interference.”
A normal church wouldn’t say “You can’t do that” or “You shouldn’t talk to your family about matters that do not concern them.” Hers apparently does. Not because Becky and I are bad people (we’re not). They just don’t like us very much for a variety of reasons…
1) We don’t go to their cult meetings… I mean, church services.
2) We are individuals, not avid Kool-Aid drinkers.
3) When Melanie and her boys are around us, they have fun.
Case in point, our recent trip to Disneyland as a family. Becky, Melanie, and Daniel worked insanely hard to raise money for the trip. I helped with the yard sales at Mel’s apartment while also selling things on eBay. Unlike previous fundraising attempts, this time seemed to carry a lot more weight. Christopher – the oldest of my sister’s three boys – was graciously being allowed to go on this trip by his legal guardian. Becky and I hadn’t seen him in years, and we were really looking forward to the opportunity. Things actually went pretty well, I thought…
If you look at those pictures closely though, you can tell that at least some of us weren’t completely happy. Christopher, with the unwarranted dirty looks. Melanie, who can never take a decent picture. Me? Half the time I was either exhausted or in pain. At least I had a legitimate excuse for being grumpy.
On top of all that, for the duration of the 2 days spent between Disneyland and California Adventure, everything felt rushed. It was mostly the Mel & Chris Show, with everyone else lagging behind. Certain desirable areas of the park were overlooked in favor of short cuts to the better rides. Pictures were taken, but for some reason most (if not all) of my sister’s focused on Christopher. To be perfectly honest it was almost as if Melanie didn’t even want to be there despite all the hard work it took. It was a complete disaster.
At present, Melanie has once again severed ties with us, no doubt a request made by her pastor. Their prejudice is hurtful and never-ending.
Following the initial drama with my sister and Mildred’s passing we both felt the overwhelming need to get away. So, Becky and I decided to take a day trip to Disneyland… alone. It was far more entertaining than our last visit.
Our first ever picture with Genie!
Becky and I right after we got on Big Thunder Mountain Railroad.
We got to meet Olaf!
Becky was so proud of herself for being able to ride California Screamin’. She had a blast!
The sunset over Paradise Pier was gorgeous!
Becky and I thought this was adorable.
The trip wouldn’t be complete without a couple wild life shots.
Finally went on the Finding Nemo ride!
Rocketeer sighting!
Donald Duck!
You can clearly see the difference between the two trips. Becky and I were much happier during the second. As we speak my wife is already planning a third visit for this year. I am very much looking forward to it!