I was watching something tonight to try to distract, and it was speaking about the health & psychological benefits of having your hand held by someone who loves you.

I love holding my sons hand.

I haven't had my hand held in such a long time by someone who loves me and cares about me and wants to take care of me.

I'm stuck in lots of old memories tonight. I don't have any of my mother or real father or step father holding my hand in a caring way. That's so sad.

One thing I do know though...my boy knows he is loved and cared for and always will.

I wish someone could hold my hand