''I see you,' he says, but he does not touch her or bend beside her to help her up. He stands, looking out, and he lights a match. The world flames up around him and then goes dark. They are all of them dark inside. He blows smoke at her fire.
"My father used to do this with me when I was a baby. People always looked really anxious and asked him what he was doing. He would simply reply, "I'm teaching her to trust me.that's a cute thing for dad and daughter
"The soul is healed by being with children." I fund this very true. But not just my soul, but my physical pain reduces when I snuggle my kids or a baby. They are so sweet and innocent it is calming to me. SO LET CHILDREN BE THEMSELVES