One of the hard parts of being an adult is that you miss out on the pleasure of being carried—of being lifted up and protected and absolved of all responsibilities. Mostly we grown-ups are the carriers, but there can be moments when we return to that sensation of being held.
When, as an adult, have you felt carried?
I had shoulder surgery Tuesday before last. My husband has been waiting on me hand and foot. So sweet, it’s been an incredible experience. I’m VERY grateful!
I miss it sometimes, but I love when our little boys say thank you unprompted!