Hold my hand

As I walked my 6 year old daughter to school today , we walked and chatted as we usually do .

The sun was shining , the birds were singing as I took her beautiful soft hand in my hand , and savoured every minute !

Her hand is so small , and it won’t always be so small ! It won’t always fit in mine !

She won’t always want to hold my hand !

So we walked , and I just held her hand and wrapped the memory up in pretty pink paper , to save it in my mind !

I went to work and savoured this early morning walk !

We can often wander through life , rushing from home to school to work ,
and not really take the time to appreciate the here and now !

I went to my mums after work , she minds the kids on a Tuesday , and I shared my thoughts with her and I took her hand and I held it ! It mightn’t be as small as it used to be but I hope it felt as nice !!

“Once I had her hand, I never wanted to let go of her.”

― Ottilie Weber, Family Ties

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