:: Just now while crossing the road I held Yumnis hand and she held mine, firmly. I held her hand out of concern for her safety, while she held mine because, well, she was having that I think I want to hold your hand today mood. There were times when her grip would be totally undependable and I would be having great difficulty trying to grip that small fragile hand, like trying to hold a fish out of water, slippery and struggling to free itself. Depending on her mood, sometimes she would just hold me by my pinky and skip along happily across the road. Just want to put into words this warm feeling of connection I had from holding her hand. No matter who gripped the hardest, the holding itself infuses a certain kind of energy across this simple bridge, going straight into the heart of the holders. If you are at a loss of words to comfort your loved ones, try holding his/her hand in silence and feel the pain slowly ebbed away and lessen with your flow of love (In Silence, means stop blabbering about how much you understand how the other person felt bla bla bla etc). This is what happens when one is on child MC. Too much time on hand at Polyclinic. ::
Posted on: Tue, 12 Nov 2013 03:00:03 +0000
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