Morning Wanderings and Memories

Yesterday I took a day off work to get a little soul refreshment after some hectic and crazy weeks. My favorite adventure partner was at work, so I ended up taking a solo expedition to one of our local tourist spots, Disney Springs.

Disney Springs has had a few names over the years since that area was constructed and there have been many changes to the buildings and the look of the area. This is definitely my favorite look. Especially on days like yesterday when it is cold and the weather has created a winter vibe. Getting there early means there is not much in the way of people and it feels almost deserted giving the opportunity to really get lost in memories and grab some pictures without random strangers being in the shot.

As I walked through Disney Springs memories floated all around.

Concert memories from House of Blues. Waiting in line to get in, the sounds of the songs… the energy of a crowd and the relief of walking out into open air afterward. Remembering concerts with friends in younger years and more recent concerts, in particular. There were a few concert memories in the between years that were not as enjoyable, but I found that the bitterness of those has washed away in the happiness of the newer memories. It is wonderful how new memories can do that!

Memories of a date night. My only time seeing LaNouba, right before the show closed for good, with my adventure partner. Most of the pictures above are tied to a memory. The fountain – a memory of a first kiss! A wonderful, blood racing, delightfully warming first kiss on LaNouba night! The benches – a memory of sitting and talking while people watching with drinks in hand. A few other pictures – memories of talk, laughter, and touch. The little things that add up to big things.

Memories of an impromptu evening visit to a fully immersive VR experience in Star Wars The VOID. Meeting some cool tourists and chatting about where to travel in Europe. Realizing how many cool people we have met just by being friendly.

Memories of an early morning lost in thought, coffee in hand and book close by. Realizing how blissful it is to be somewhere before the people fill an area up with noise and chaos.

Memories of an early morning spent coloring. Coffee close by. Enjoying the sun and breeze before the crowds set in.

Memories of wandering with my cousin over Christmas break. Finally catching up. Knowing that no matter how infrequently we get to visit we have bonds that won’t be broken. Laughing, walking, and talking about everything we could in a few hours together. Planning for another excursion.

My day off didn’t go exactly as planned, I didn’t get to spend it with the person I wanted to and I didn’t stay out long as I have been battling with a cold and it got the best of me. However, the day was good. The memories were sweet. The time spent in the near solitude of an early trip to a tourist spot was a recharge to my soul. I found myself looking for all the things I miss when the crowds close in and the details of the surroundings are lost in a blur of people. My appreciation for Disney always rises when I get time there without the masses.

The sweetness of the memories reminded me of how fortunate I am. As we begin filling up the months ahead in this new year I can’t wait to make many more memories. The scrapbook in my soul constantly expanding to hold them.

Make some memories and then take the time to savor them, to relive them, and to appreciate every precious second of the time you have.

Much love!

Published by: nakedfeethappygirl

Not a fan of shoes. Love trails, painting, the sky, Dr. Who, Sherlock, and my little spotted dog. Founding member of Team FlashFoot. Obsessed with taking photos of the sky and flowers. Would rather be working in the yard than in a group of people. Sundays are made for margaritas.

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