The gesture of holding hands has meant different things to me throughout my life. As a child, it meant I would be safe from errant cars while crossing the street or wouldn't get lost in a crowd. In middle school, it was an innocent act of love from someone you were "going with," and the first dizzying feeling of romantic intimacy. As a young adult, newly married, it meant "we are going somewhere together, and I wouldn't want to be going there with anyone else." As a new mom, it meant "hang on...I'm here for you -- let's face this world together." Even today, for my 93-year-old grandmother, it means "just a few more steps -- you're doing great!".
Regardless of the situation, you can't hold hands with someone without it being an ex