Patricia AlvesA little tradition between a mother and her son, and a reminder that the smallest moments can become our biggest memories.
Some memories are planned, and others become special without us even realizing it. When Akish was around two years old, we started doing our own little handshake. It was our thing a small moment that belonged to us. At the time, I didn’t know just how much that little tradition would mean to me.
Now, he will randomly initiate our handshake all on his own. Sometimes, it catches me off guard. I find myself smiling, and honestly, sometimes my eyes fill with happy tears. Because in that moment, I am reminded that he remembers. He remembers something we created together. Something so simple, yet so full of love.
Motherhood has taught me that connection doesn’t always come from grand gestures or perfectly planned moments. Sometimes, it’s in the little routines, the inside jokes, the hugs, and the traditions that only you and your child understand.
As he grows, I know there will be so many things that change. He’ll learn new things, discover who he is, and become more independent. But I hope we always make room for these little moments of connection.
I want him to grow up knowing that he is loved, that our bond is something to cherish, and that even the smallest memories can stay with us for a lifetime.
So today, I’m sharing a little piece of us; and a handshake that means more to me than words can explain.
A little handshake. A lifetime of love.
What little tradition do you share with someone you love? I’d love to hear about it.
With love,
Trish 🤎
Time With Trish — genuine conversation, meaningful connection, and the beauty of life’s little moments.
