Touching and Embracing Little Child Babies
When I was in Germany, I would see young women carry their babies in strollers at the train stations and also rolling in and out of trains.
I had an invisible powerful bonding with all of these babies. While they would look at me curiously, I would look at them with love and sometimes peck their cheeks.
When I went to the United States, I had the huge opportunity to cradle my nephew who was only born the same year I reached there. He was a dear to carry in my bosom and he sang blissfully in his own language. These are moments to preserve in my memory because I know I will not have a second chance with them. I keep these amazing moments in my heart only to reminisce them happily from time to time.