Holding Hands

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Jack was off from school for his April vacation.

We took the train into the city and went to the aquarium.  It was a really nice day.

He loved the penguins.

I loved that he held my hand on and off throughout the day without any provocation.

It’s been maybe a year and a half since Jack stopped holding my hand willingly.  Maybe two years.  I kind of lost track.  I’ve never stopped sticking my hand out for him when we are walking in a mall, or crossing a street, but it has been ages since he has accepted it.

Kids grow really fast.  There is not much you can do to slow it down or stop it.

I don’t know if it was being in the city, or the bustle of the train, or if he just wanted to feel close and connected to me.  But we held hands and it melted my mama heart.  There were times I actually wanted to turn to a stranger and say, LOOK–  this is Jack.  He is my son and he is almost nine and he is holding my hand as we walk around.

Of course I didn’t do that.  I just smiled as we walked.  And I smile with the memory.

5 responses »

  1. Absolutely beautiful! Those moments are the ones that imbed themselves in our souls & I am so happy that you had that with him.

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