Family?

Alex and I were sitting at the table eating supper, Brian was in the living room on the computer and Bri was getting ready for bath time. Anyway, Alex and I were taking our time eating and talking. This is the conversation that takes place:

Alex: "Momma, why do we have family?"
Me: "Why do you think we have family buddy?"
Alex: "To make you feel better when you are scared of thunder."
Me: "Really?"
Alex: "Yep, when I am scared of thunder Daddy makes me feel better."

So, for our 3-year old a family just makes you feel better when you are scared.

I heard this on the radio today:

SOMETHING TO HANG YOUR HAT ON-TOUCH ME

If I am your child... Please touch me.
Persist; find ways to meet my needs.
Your goodnight hug helps sweeten my dreams.
Your daytime touching tells me how you really feel.

If I am your teenager... Please touch me.
Don't think because I'm almost grown,
I don't need to know that you still care.
I need your loving arms; I need a tender voice.

If I am your friend... Please touch me.
Nothing lets me know you care like a warm embrace.
A healing touch when I'm depressed assures me I am loved,
And reassures me that I'm not alone.
Yours may be the only comforting touch I get.

If I am your life's partner... Please touch me.
You may think that your passion is enough,
But only your arms hold back my fears.
I need your tender reassuring touch, To remind me
I am loved just because I am me.

If I am your grown-up child... Please touch me.
Though I may have a family my own to hold,
I still need Mommy's and Daddy's arms when I hurt.
As a parent the view is different; I appreciate you more.

If I am your aging parent... Please touch me.
Hold my hand, sit close to me, give me strength;
And warm my tired body with your nearness.
Although my skin is worn and wrinkled, It loves to be stroked

Don't be afraid.

Please Touch Me!

And that's something you can hang your hat on.