This is me at an abbey along the Danube, last October.
I always warn folks that I am slow, and it is a little easier traveling with my spouse and a grandchild as they understand. But, my disease slows me down.
That is not my walker behind me. I use a cane or two walking sticks to help me get around. Sometimes the pain is hardly there and other times I just have to beg off a hike or visit.
Mostly I have pain and muscle changes in my legs, but often my arms and hands hurt as they are called upon to make up for the weakness in my legs.
Thankfully a group to which I belong is spending millions of dollars and countless hours so that no one else will ever get the disease. It is almost gone around the world. I may have been one of the last to get it.
It has taught me a great deal and made me more sensitive to others.
The older I get, the harder it is to fake being energetic. The COVID-19 virus has taken away the gym and physical therapy. I do my best. I have misplaced my smile sometimes.
Blessing on all of you as you overcome barriers to travel, And, while some folks do not look disabled, cut them some slack - thanks.
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