Mothers hold their child's hand for a moment
and their hearts for a lifetime...
Just the other day someone posted this. I have to say lately I have
been seeing quite a few nice things on Facebook and every so often I save it for my blog.
Always enjoy sharing with everyone, especially something as heartwarming and touching as this.
When I saw this, my mind immediately flashed back to when I was
a little little girl and my dad took me everywhere he went. He
always held my hand and never let go. I was never afraid when I was
with him. Some memories never go away.
I don't have many pictures of me and my dad when I was a little
girl, but I have the images clearly imprinted in my mind and in my heart.
Those will never leave. My dad has always been my hero.
Today I am a big girl. I don't need anyone holding my hand,
but Arvid does and I love it. I love the feeling of being safe and
protected I have with Arvid. Together we are good!
Wishing you good times always. Remember take time
to laugh, it's the music of the heart.
Find a heart that will love you at your worst,
and arms that will hold you at your weakest.
In my case = Arvid...
~Nadiya~
