Defined?When people hear the word intimate they generally think of sex. While sex can be very intimate sometimes, this story is not about sex. This story is about the intimate moments that I cherish with my husband and son. Intimacy can come in many form.
Intimacy between my husband and I can come in the form of a kiss, a brush of the shoulder as we pass in the hall, a deep conversation, and even an offer to make me a sandwish. It's the things that make me feel special to him, the things that make me melt and love him even more than I thought possible. With my son, it's a long embrace and feeling him squeeze my neck, the way he looks deep into my eyes to try and understand. It's a stroke of his hand on mine while he's feeding, the way he grabs my nose and squeezes with a big grin on his face. It's when I sing to him as I'm holding him in my arms.
These are the moments I cherish among a million other seconds of my time here with my family. These are the things that make life wonderful. I am blessed to feel so loved, and to have others to share that love with in return.