I don’t know what the thing is about hand holding that I find so beautiful. Maybe just the simplicity of it because intertwining fingers can say so much. More than words can, or poems that try too hard.  – E.G

I started writing about the importance of someone to lean on ( and I promise I will put that post up this week ) but there is something else on my mind that I wanted to write about. 

I love the above quote and I love holding hands. It’s like your second home. You know the way your partner holds your hand and squeezes your fingers. It just fits somehow. There’s that part of Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zero’s song Home where he sings ” Ahhhh, Home, Home is where ever I am with you”, that’s what hand holding is to me. 

My husband and I have this ever lasting conversation of where should we live and it hasn’t gotten much easier in the six years we’ve been together. We met in Europe, lived in the US and are now in Canada. Where do you live that makes you feel one hundred percent like yourself? Does that place even exist? If we don’t feel one hundred percent about where we’re living then how will we feel once there is a third one of us around?

I feel like part of the stress some of us carry when getting ready for pregnancy are the things we haven’t figured out. It’s like we each had ( or have ) this long list of things we want to do before we get pregnant and there is an anxiety attached to it if you haven’t done it or figured it out by the time you conceive. I think it’s so important to remember that that list doesn’t really ever go away. There are always going to be things you want to do, wish you had done, places you want to live in, wish you could move to…the list goes on. Talking about them, making new lists and finding the small ways to check them off is what’s important.

Have faith that things will fall into place because they just do somehow. Life moves and we move with it. Remembering the little things like the fact that home and comfort are in arms reach. In fact, most of the time they are right there with you all the time. 

I can think of the place I’d like to live. It has fresh air and mountains. It has water, and grass and flowers. It has fall, winter, spring and summer. It has sunshine and cold. It has a fireplace and windows that steam up on a cold day. It has linen sheets and lots of pillows. It has colourful walls and white wooden floors. It has stocked cupboards and a delicious garden. It has my family in it. It has my husband standing in front of the door looking back at me with his hand out ready to start a new adventure.

 I’m not sure when we’ll get there but just saying it out loud feels good.