Hands.

Hands.

holding_hands_10806I miss holding hands. I miss holding my children’s chubby, little toddler hands. I loved the feeling of them just absentmindedly reaching up and grabbing a hold of my hand at any given moment. I miss crossing the street with them and saying “Hold my Hand”. I miss that feeling of connectedness as our fingers linked. I miss the tug on my hand as they stopped when something caught their attention. I miss them starting to swing our hands back and forth as they sang a song. I miss knowing that they needed to hold my hand to assure them that everything would be ok and that they were safe. I miss holding hands.

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  1. Totally agree. I also get teary when I see an old couple holding hands. Nice Post My Friend. Grandchildren next for you someday……and you can have the hands back in yours.

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