The best part in movies to me isn’t when they first lay eyes on each other or the big moment when they finally kiss, it’s that moment when he finally grabs her hand. That feeling is electric, indescribable, not just in the movies but in real life too. I remember the first time my husband grabbed my hand, I can close my eyes and still feel the feelings of that moment wash over me. The months we were apart for deployments of course I craved his kiss and his hugs and just having him home, but more than anything I longed for him to just hold my hand, to feel his hand in mine. When he grabs your hand and you feel it, that’s how you know, that’s how you know with him is we’re you belong.











