The following story is not strictly travel related, but I still really wanted to share it with you guys also (those following TWIA on Facebook may have already seen):
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I wanted to share a little anecdote from yesterday that left my wife and me feeling all the feels. It’s about our 5-year-old autistic daughter and a beautiful moment at the birthday party of one of her classmates, who was turning six. The party was held at an accessible bakery with a big indoor play area for the kids and plenty of seating for adults to keep an eye on things.

We’d picked out a Disney Frozen book as a gift, complete with a large table-top map and figurines. Our daughter was thrilled about giving it, especially since she loves Frozen too.

After arriving, our daughter played solo and with her classmates for a while, but she eventually became agitated. Her frustration turned into tears, and we were bracing ourselves for what could have escalated into a meltdown. For those familiar with autism, you’ll know that during these moments, even if a child hears you, they often struggle to process what’s being said. In these instances, we’ve found it’s best to stay calm, offer supportive words, and give her space to regulate her emotions.

But before things could spiral, the birthday girl herself came over and gently asked my wife, “What’s wrong?” My wife explained that our daughter was upset because she wanted to play with her and the Frozen figurines.

I should pause to emphasize that the party was lively and chaotic — kids climbing, playing games, throwing plastic balls everywhere. It would have been perfectly understandable for the birthday girl to say, “Maybe later?” But she didn’t.

“Oh, okay then. Let’s do that!” she said. She sat down with my wife, opened the gift, laid out the map, and started playing with our daughter. Slowly, the tears dried, and our daughter fully immersed herself in the game.

Why am I sharing this? Because what we witnessed was allyship in its purest form. On a day meant to be all about her, this young girl showed such compassion and care for our daughter, helping her feel safe and included.

As my wife watched them play, her bottom lip quivered. When I asked if she’d told the girl’s father how amazing his daughter was, she admitted she couldn’t — her tears would ruin her makeup! Don’t worry, though; we’ll make sure he knows.

Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about allyship. Recognizing these moments for what they truly are — allyship in action — helps highlight how much we can learn from children like this. Seeing a six-year-old embody such empathy and understanding was a humbling reminder of the power of kindness and inclusion.

We need more allies like this, and I know so many of you in this community already embody that spirit. Thank you for letting me share this story — it feels good to celebrate moments of kindness together.