I went for a walk, as usual, today. The late afternoon, pre-dusk hours are magical time on our Sacramento levee . Sure there are thousands of little gnats that drive you crazy and so many dogs that you literally need a set of traffic rules just to make sure no one gets too excited, but the peace of mind that comes with a slow stroll makes it all worth it.
I meander over to the levee at least once a day and am always pleasantly surprised by what I get to see. If I’m lucky, there are turtles on logs sunning themselves always on the lookout for anyone or anything that comes too close. Or perhaps, the wayward seal will return and pop his little head out just long enough to give us a bark or two then disappear again.
There are always fishermen on the water. If it’s a warmer day, the sound of ski boats pulling skiers through the water, howling with joy or fear depending on their level of expertise, fills the air.
Today, my heart leaped for joy when I looked up to see a man and his grown son walking hand in hand. Both were grinning as big as day. As they passed me, the older man winked and wished me a good afternoon.
I turned to watch as they continued down the asphalt paved road. The were still holding hands, and swinging them. I watched them as they headed toward the bend and I wondered aloud, why don’t we see more of this?
When do kids stop needing to hold our hands? When do we stop asking them to hold hands with us? Has this custom of days past become obsolete. Sure, people who are romantically involved hold hands to some extent, but even that tends to fade. Even younger children don’t hold their parent’s hands unless there is a perceived opportunity for danger, like in crossing a street or maneuvering in a crowded place.
I miss my kids holding my hand. I know that they are adults and are busy with their own lives, but perhaps next time I have the chance, I’ll remind them of how it feels to be connected. There is nothing better than being connected to your child, emotionally and physically…whether they are 2 or 22…it’s a great feeling.
Kudos to this father and his son for maintaining that “one-ness” that binds their relationship physically as well as emotionally. There will be no regret about their relationship because they demonstrate their love for each other without reservation. Sometimes, you have to let people know they are loved.
Sometimes, you have to let people know they are loved.
It can be as simple as holding their hand.
*Pictures taken on iPhone 7.