One of the first ways we feel love flow into us from another person is in a gesture simple but grand…it’s when we reach out as a baby and hold a parent’s hand.
Okay…chances are we only grabbed one finger…after all…they had humongous adult hands while our baby hands were small.
But we both felt it at that moment…felt the love between us linger as they held onto our hand and we…onto their finger.
And as we grew…so did our hands…and we came to understand how safe, secure and happy we felt when we held a loved one’s hands.
It looks as if holding hands is a simple act…nothing too extreme…but along the road of life we realize holding hands…is not as simple as it seems.
We learn in the simple act of holding hands all the things we silently say…how when two hands come together there is so much we convey.
Holding hands is sharing friendship, kindness, love, trust and security…it’s a way to multiply our joy, divide our sorrow…to show compassion and sympathy.
I imagine that’s why as death is imminent…through the tears we cry…
we want to hold hands one more time with our loved one…before we say goodbye.
Wouldn’t it be amazing if the whole world came to understand…
the key to peace and love and kindness…
can be found in simply holding hands.
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