Mar 25, 2022
My husband is the dearest man in the world. We have been married for 38 years, and he graciously accepts my flying phobia. He will endure 36-hour train trips to make me happy. When I am forced to travel by plane, he willingly babysits me and drags my drugged-up body through airports. If he wanted to, he could probably blackmail me with stories of the indignity of flight with me. Yet, he endures. For you, however, I'm glad your husband found his wings.