Tracy, I've been thinking about what I wanted to say in response to your TR for a few days now...and couldn't think of much except that you are such an example to me. I too am Pooh-sized, and tend to dwell on it a bit (partly because of my mother, but that's a WHOLE other post...
). You mentioned it once, very briefly in your TR, and then went about business as usual. It was all about being with the man you love in the place you love, and that's ALL that mattered
Speaking of...the love between you and Bill brings tears to my eyes. I've been with a couple of...ummm..."gems" that aren't even worth my time. I look at you and Bill, and the fun you all have, and think "I want that someday". There really IS true love out there, and I think you've found it
Gosh, I'm sappy tonight! I must say, the whole trip sounded like a blast. Sure, there were a few bumps; I hope they make special events easier for those with mobility aids in the future. A little story: I walked to the store a couple months ago, and the sidewalks here were TERRIBLE. They were extremely icy, and there was snow all over. A nice young man who was in a wheelchair started chatting with me (he appeared to have had a mild stroke), and I mentioned that it must be extremely tough to get around, judging by the difficulty I had getting there. He sort of said "Yeah, but what can you do", and left. It made me realize that people like me who don't live with a loved one who has a mobility device, or trouble walking, have no idea how tough it can be sometimes. Oh, and I love, LOVE the pics of Bill's chair weighted down with packages; he looks like one of those women who come out of the mall after a 12-hour shopping spree!
Can't wait to read your next PTR/TR...I know I'm going to love it!
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. You had me crying. I let my weight bother me a lot and I need to get past that. Bill loves me for who I am not what I look like and for that I am forever grateful. 
