There is always a point in my travels when I realize how much I miss my boys. It is usually a few days into a trip when I am laying in a foreign bed and the thing I need more than anything else is the weight of their bodies next to me. It is such a comforting feeling to have them surrounding you and keeping you grounded as you sleep at night.

I found myself feeling the energy of their bodies next to me as I slept and upon waking just wanted to reach out and lay my hands on their goodness. The good thing is that despite being a world away, the weight of their love has come with me.