Having ‘a hand’ in the future
My husband loves to hold my hand. And much to my surprise and delight, I love that too. Despite the fact that they are so different, our hands seem to have been designed one for the other.
But as much as he likes to hold my hands, he likes to study them as well. He marvels at how small my hands seem in his; and, because he thinks my hands are beautiful, he loves to put something sparkly on them. For him there is security in our intertwined hands, a tangible connection to our hearts where our relationship is constantly evolving. And I love that about him.