This is Chloe and me every night at dinner. At 15, I love how she still wants to hold my hand while we eat. She's always the one to initiate. In her world, we should be touching at all times - while walking, sitting, eating, reading. I love this so much! It is not my "normal" love language, meaning: it's not the first thing that pops into my brain. I'm more likely to encourage her, compliment her, or make her tea. But she reaches out for me. There's a huge lesson in that for me. I need to make it more of a habit to reach out to people first. It's a beautiful thing being on the receiving end of being reached out to.
