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(Sometimes the right song playing in the background sparks really cool, and interesting writing for me and today I just can't find that song... so go with me here.)

Well ladies and gents... It's official. I work for Walt Disney World! As of Thursday (1-23-14) I was welcomed into the Disney family through a program called traditions. Its (for my group at least) a very early morning that includes learning all things Disney and receiving your name tag and id. It was a very cool experience and unlike most blogs I will spare you the details just incase a future CP happens to find this post. It really is more exciting when you don't know what is going to happen. I had read numerous blogs and had a pretty good idea on what to expect, it didn't take away from the magic of it, but I do wish I didn't know about certain parts of the day.
After that you were free to play in the parks if you received your id, a good portion of us did not because the number of CP's that come in is so large and getting all the background checks and drug tests cleared by the time you have traditions is near to impossible. So, with that said, I went back to my apartment and slept because I was exhausted and picked my id up the next morning, which was an adventure in itself.
 
And at long last I was able to go play! I spent Friday afternoon with one of my roommates, C, at Magic Kingdom and Saturday with J and C at Hollywood studios. It helps to be able to get into the parks. Up until traditions it felt as though I had just moved here to move here. There was no magic yet. Now that we have been in the parks and experienced Traditions it feels very real that we are here to work and play when possible.
 
Being away from home is more tolerable everyday. I try not to use the word easier because as we are learning from losing Christian, nothing really gets easier. It gets different, or more normal. However you want to put it, the word "easier" rarely makes an appearance in my vocab right now. Nothing in life is easy. Now that I am busier, its easier to understand why I am here. Change and I are still battling out who has the upper hand in the situation. Sometimes change gets the best of me and its overwhelming, other times I realize I'm in the happiest place on earth and don't have time to let change take charge. Regardless, the change of being away from home becomes more normal every day.
 
Tomorrow I start my first day in Epcot(!), so until I can manage a few minutes away again to update... I challenge you to do something good for someone least expecting it... and #doitforCJ.

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