As we set out for a quick boat ride between rains today, I grasped my middle child's hand and headed down the steps. I briefly swelled with gratitude when I realized how natural parents and kids hold hands.
Even when we're in a hurry or mad at each other or just having a terrible day, I instinctively reach out my hands and the kids seem to instinctively grab them. I take great comfort in knowing that and hope the kids do, too.
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