
Holding hands. A simple gesture filled with commitment and love in a romantic relationship: “I’m with him.” “I’m with her.” “We’re together.” It’s also a sign of security and trust: “Hold my hand as we cross the street,” says a parent to his child. “I feel safe with you,” says a wife to her husband as she pulls his hand close to her chest. A short holding of hands happens when you meet someone new, and a circle of hands is often created during moments of prayer. Humans love touch.
When you hold hands, do you entangle your fingers or clasp the palm? Do you rub your thumb along the other person’s thumb? Do you squeeze tight or softly join? Are you a “pumper?” You know…squeeze tight, release, squeeze tight, release. Have you ever “said” something through your touch? “STOP IT!” or “I love you.” Do you remember the first time you held your child’s hand in the hospital? Do you remember the first time a lover grabbed your hand to hold?
I had my first serious boyfriend my sophomore year in college. We were friends first, so the transition from friendship to dating moved slowly. From the start, we decided not to hold hands since it was an acknowledgement we were not comfortable with initially. But that eventually changed…I remember the moment we held hands for the first time. It was just like a first kiss: unforgettable, intimate, and blush-worthy. While walking me back to my dorm after class one day, he naturally took hold of my hand as if it was something he’d done all along. I looked at him and he at me, and we both smiled and kept walking. It was a defining moment of him saying, “I’m with her. We’re together.”
Do you have any stories to share about a memorable hand-holding moment?

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