Her Majesty the Baby has been homebound of late with various bugs doing the nursery rounds.
We have still managed to get out on our daily constitutional walk, however, which has helped her recovery immensely, per doctors orders.
One thing we noted in this respect the other day is that, constantly having had the baby buggy in tow whilst out and about, we have not had the chance to hold hands (as one of us is always pushing Her Majesty).
Now this may not seem like a big thing to most people.
But the act and image of holding hands alongside the fluid movement of walking forward together is an immensely powerful one, not merely from a ‘romantic’ perspective.
Isn’t life about taking the hand of your loved one and leading one another in and out of the mist of uncertainty encountered through life’s seasonal cycles, facing what life hands you together as a combined and therefore more equipped unit?
This can apply to spouses, partners and friends alike - but we simply don't do it often enough.
Perhaps somewhere amidst the covid lockdowns we lost sight of the important soothing nature of basic physical contact.
It is something we have definitely missed at a subconscious level, and we raise it to encourage others not to perhaps be tempted to ignore what is potentially a highly symbolic, reassuring and satisfying act.
After all, the smallest ongoing gestures can mean the most of all, so much so that The Beatles even wrote a song about it ......... !
Love as always,
MikeyM&LouLoU™ 😘💖❤ xxxx