Driving home from the pool, Mom grabs my hand as the car door flies open and I almost fall out…..
Age 5, holding the hand of my younger sister, dressed up for church in our winter coats and furry winter hats to match….
Clasping hands with the reverend as we leave church….
With my Gram’s encouragement, tentatively taking the hand of Donald Duck on my first trip to Disney World….
LEARNING TO TRUST
Clinging to Dad’s hand (and leg!) from our position on a tall overlook at a theme park…..
After alighting from our car, seeing a dead pigeon on the sidewalk, and getting a bit woozy, Mom latches onto my hand and moves me quickly ahead to keep me from fainting onto the cement…..
Holding hands with my best friend and jumping up and down as the boy I like notices me…..
Shaking the hand of my principal as I graduate from high school….
My husband and I, at our wedding, join hands…
A PROMISE FOR THE FUTURE
Shaking hands with my new boss….
I HAVE A JOB!
Mom taking my hand and talking about the future when I lose my first child……
My newborn son wrapping his all his little fingers around one of mine….
THE BEGINNING OF UNCONDITIONAL LOVE
Taking up the hand of my small son and leading him into school…..
LET ME GIVE YOU THE WORLD
Touching the tiny hand of my brand new niece….
MY SISTER’S FINEST ACHIEVEMENT
Holding hands with my brother as we dance at his wedding….
THE PAST WATCHING THE FUTURE UNFOLD
Gripping my grandmother’s hand at Christmas and watching her eyes light up when I tell her that I’ll have a present for her sometime next summer….
Clenching my husband’s hand as I labour out our second child…..
MEETING NEW LIFE TOGETHER
Rubbing and patting my hand when Mom sees me after the birth and knows the baby is okay, but I didn’t fair too well….
Discussing the responsibilities of caring for a dog with my older son and shaking hands to seal the deal….
Seizing my son’s 16-year-old hand as he is ready to board his plane for Germany and his first big experience without me….
Joining hands around the table as we sit down for our Thanksgiving feast…..
Holding my second son’s little hand as we drive away from the university and he cries for his older brother watching him disappear to a new life through the window of the car……
Arriving just in time to pick up the hand of my grandpa now in a coma….
IT’S OKAY TO LET GO
Taking the hand of my grandmother when I visit her because she’s on her own now.…
THE HUMAN TOUCH
Squeezing the hand of my new daughter at my oldest son’s wedding.…
ONE MORE PERSON TO LOVE
Fearing to hurt, I oh-so-lightly brush the pads of my fingers across the back of the hand of my youngest son’s 10-year-old, cancer-ridden friend, now bald and pale with translucent skin wrapped around thin bones. His breathing is labored – so shallow. It’s been a short fight and he’s leaving us……
BECAUSE WORDS FAIL
Tightly gripping hands with the mother of this withered child knowing that God is waiting to receive him…..
Offering my hand for my young son to lead me onto the dance floor at his ballroom dancing class….
Holding the hand of my grandmother in hospital knowing it’s the last time….
SHE IS NOT ALONE
Taking Mom’s hand as she buries her mother….
Squeezing Mom’s hand and touching her face after her stroke…
BECAUSE I STILL CAN
Holding my little boy’s hands as he says good-bye to his dog….
My young son’s trembling hand reaching out when his birthday arrives to shake the miniature paw of his gift – a tiny, 5-pound puppy….
A NEW BEGINNING
Allowing me to crush his hand with both of mine and wrapping his other arm around me, my husband and I stand on top of the Eiffel Tower in the face of my fear….
Beginning with a handshake when I meet my new neighbor after I move to a new place…
My husband takes my hand as we drive down the road….