Monday, February 14, 2011

Holding Hands


This Valentine's Day, Mark gave me a present that is by far the least costly compared to all the presents that he's bought for me in the past decade, but at the same time, it is also without a doubt the present that's the most meaningful and touches me the most. I opened the package when I was alone, and when I read the words, it made me cry and cry.


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Happy Valentine's Day, Darling... Thank you for holding my hands for almost 13 years. I don't think you know this, but every single time you hold my hand, you make me feel so loved, protected and blessed. We have held hands through ups and downs, good times and bad times, laughter and tears...

- We had only known each other for a brief few weeks when you suddenly held my hand while we were crossing Flinders Street in Melbourne. That moment marked the begining of our love story.

- I miss the days when you held my hands during the cold Melbourne winters and kept them warm in the pockets of your coat.

- I cannot remember when we started this habit, but I love it when you hold my hand when we go to sleep; and I love it when you 'search' for my hand in the middle of the night.
- Both the times when I was in premature labour and going through the throes of labour pain, you were there right by my bedside holding my hands and stroking my head/ cheeks.

- As I went through the really bad period in my life, you were there holding my hands patiently, giving me unlimited support and understanding without a single grouse or frown on your face.

- After every fight and argument, you'll always ask to hold my hands to 'make peace'. I know that many times I'd say 'no' out of stubborness, but you never given up until I give in and 'surrender' my hand. I've never told you this, but I appreciate what your persistence.

- When I was struggling and contemplating whether I should leave my job, you held my hand and told me to do whatever I felt like doing and leave the rest to you. You told me that you only want me to be well; you only want me to be happy.


On Valentine's Day 2011, I want to let you know that I want hold your hands until the day I breathe my last. Please don't ever let go ok?



1 comment:

Opy - the Original GruffPuppy said...

I love this post - the love you have for eachother is heartwarming.

Brooke
xo