Traveling with these wonderful guys has been so much fun.

They’ve been patient as I took pictures, they’ve been thoughtful as I’ve stepped and pulled my way into trains (why, oh why are the steps as high as my shoulders on some trains?!), and they’ve cheered me on as I ran up and down stairs faster than I thought I could.

I’m not always the easiest to travel with. The fibromyalgia can make stairs and kneeling very difficult, but they didn’t ever make me self conscious. It is a true gift to be cared for and accepted just as I am.