So, Mumma died 5 days before a previously planned vacation to Disney World in Orlando. We shuffled a couple of flights and flew from Chicago to Florida on Sunday, April 21st. (Talk about an emotional roller coaster! From a funeral to the happiest place on earth in a few hours). That evening we met up with Grandpoppy, who happened to be at Disney for a cardiology conference. Since we arrived pretty late in the afternoon, we skipped the parks and went to Downtown Disney for dinner.