A Passenger Asked Me to Move to the Airplane Restroom With My Baby—What Happened Next Surprised Him

I was completely exhausted that morning—physically, emotionally, and spiritually. Traveling alone with my infant son, Ethan, on a crowded commercial flight was something I had dreaded for weeks. But the exhaustion went far deeper than lack of sleep. Just a few months earlier, my husband, David, had passed away unexpectedly. One ordinary day he was there—laughing in the kitchen, holding Ethan in his arms, talking about the future—and…
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