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"Make-A-Wish: Atlantis Resort in the Bahamas"Though it was nearly six months since we'd first begun the Make-A-Wish process, it was hard to believe the day had finally come. We were going on our Wish Trip!
To maximize our time in the Bahamas, we had an incredibly early departure time and an even earlier limo pickup; we were loading up suitcases at 3:45 A.M.
From the first moment of our trip, we felt lighter, freer, happier and we had a certain bounce in our step. We proudly sported our Make-A-Wish t-shirts and excitedly told everyone we came into contact with that we were going on our Wish Trip.
Where?, they'd ask. To The Atlantis in the Bahamas!, we'd joyfully respond. They were impressed and most wished us well.
Our excitement was contagious!
We'd never escaped into a fantasy world like this... it was Paradise! Cancer? Who us? Nah! We felt like we were living someone else's lives.
We cherished this trip; every second we were building memories for a lifetime. We made sure to take full advantage of everything the Atlantis had to offer.
Though we didn't get to the resort until mid-afternoon, and we'd been awake since 2:30 A.M., we didn't let that stop us. We checked into our glorious suite in the Royal Towers and quickly headed out to explore our surroundings. We found sharks and stingrays right outside our door. We found beaches so white you'd swear they were made of sugar. We found pools so colorful and imaginative you'd think they'd come straight out of a children's fairy tale.
The entire trip was magical!
And though there were so many incredible moments, the one that stands out most in my mind was during Atia's swim with the dolphins - what we had come to do; Atia's wish come true - when we learned that our dolphin's name was Julien.
Julien is the namesake of Project Ladybug's New York fund and was a little boy whose spirit, maturity and courage was unmatched by most adults. He was diagnosed with cancer in 2006 at the tender age of three and sadly lost his battle this past January.
As I looked at Atia, who is also three years old, I let it all sink in. My heart nearly burst with emotion. Atia was well enough to enjoy the trip. She spent more time splashing, laughing and smiling than crying, hurting and resting, and to top it off, Julien was with us.
At that moment, I knew we were exactly where we were supposed to be, doing exactly what we were supposed to be doing.
Peace, total peace. I felt weightless and thankful. I turned to Steve and his smile said it all. We were happy. Simply happy!
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