Holding Hands While Walking
Photo from the internet.
By now, you already know that I am a hopeful romantic–alright I was hopeless romantic before but then I found my Prince Charming so please just allow me, okay? haha
Anyway, last Friday, I went out to the supermarkets to pick up our half-month supplies. Then my husband joined me so that we both could go to the hospital afterwards and process my records. It took a short while and in no time, we were already out. On the way to the car, I mentioned to my husband that I would like to try the croinuts at Bob’s Pastry Shop. He took my hand and led me across the street to Bob’s. I asked him if we were not going to get the car first, he said later. I guess he really wanted to get me the croinuts because he knows I wanted to try them and if we got to the car first, there is a chance that I might say “never mind” and not buy it. Yeah. I am like that because I would be thinking about the budget and a lot of other things so I would delay treating or even cancel myself. I am thinking, he really wanted to treat me, so off we went to Bob’s. I also felt special. teehee
We crossed the street holding hands. That’s what HHWW stands for–holding hands while walking. LOL Cheesy, right? I know. hahaha Then suddenly, I felt giggly like a silly schoolgirl. In a way, I was reminded of the first time hubby and I held hands and how good it feels to just be held. I feel so secure and loved and protected. I guess that is why God sent us husbands–these are their roles in our lives.
For the short time that Dennis and I held hands, there was an unmistakable bond — a special connection that no one else could seen…just felt by the two of us. I told him that sometimes a simple action such as that rekindles romance. It is so easy to get lost in the activities of life, like work, friends, and of course parenting. We have a new baby so naturally, we are always tired and sometimes overwhelmed. But in that moment, amidst the bustling street, it was just the two of us. It reminded us that first there was a “couple” before there came a “family.” Thank God for that special moment with my husband. 😀