They say that magic isn't real. They say it doesn't exist.
They are the naysayers. They don't want to believe in something they feel because they can't see it.
Yesterday, I not only felt it but I saw it as well.
It was alive and well in the Magic Kingdom.
We took our boys for the first time and it was an amazing adventure.
There was magic present around every corner because we took our daughter 15 years ago and we relived every moment we had with her with our boys.
There was magic present when my oldest boy held me tight as he braved his way through a roller coaster experience.
There was magic present when the youngest would shout out "wheeeee" around every turn.
There was magic present when my youngest boy put his arm around his brother and asked if he was ok after the roller coaster ride.
There was magic present when holding my youngest boy's hand as we danced to the music that played outside of the castle.
There was magic present when watching my oldest boy slip on his Mickey sorcerer hat and wear it proudly around the park.
There was magic present when my youngest braved through the dark caves on Tom Sawyer's island.
There was magic present when my oldest boy asked a woman and her children if she needed a place to sit and offered our table.
There was magic all around.
The problem with most of us though, is that the magic dies when you leave the park. The key to life is looking for and finding those moments of magic after the bright lights of the Magic Kingdom fade into black. Imagine how your life would be if you had "magic" moments everyday.