Holding hands is safe. It’s intimacy. It’s comfort and security. It’s a shared act between 2 individuals to connect as 1. It is love, not necessarily romantic. It’s a moment that always catches my eye. The world continues onward all around, and then there’s just the 2 of you. A united front. What’s their story? Isn’t it curious?
It gets me thinking of all the times I have ever held someone’s hand. I’ve held hands romantically. I’ve held hands in prayer, in times of comfort through grief, and now I hold hands so small, they only grasp a single one of my fingers. It is an incredibly simple act that has so much meaning.
I love capturing these moments and looking back on them. Who have you held hands with? What do they mean to you?
Hi Moments 