Note: Many people do Throwback
Thursdays on Instagram or blogs by posting a picture of themselves from
the past. I am using Throwback Thursdays to write stories from my past.
Hope you enjoy taking a trip with me down memory lane!
When I was a little girl I loved sitting next to my dad or
walking with him and holding his hand. He started a little thing with me that
when I ran up to him and slipped my hand in his he would ‘pump me up.’ That
meant he would start squeezing my hand quickly and repetitively, and because
his hand was so much larger than mine it would squeeze out the excess air and
make a sound like a bike pump pumping up a tire.
After a while instead of my dad initiating the pumping, I
remember I would run up to him, grab his hand and say, “Pump me up dad!” And he
would smile and sit there and pump my hand while I listened to the sound it
made. I would always try to do it back to him, which of course didn’t work with
my little hand. It was a simple thing that made me happy as a little girl.
I remember one time in college I had come home for a few
days during the summer. I was really sick and trying to recover, and was also
stressing about the new school year that was coming. I remember one day sitting
down next to my dad, putting my head on his shoulder and saying, “Dad, can you
pump me up?” He smiled and put his arm around me, he held my hand, and just
like when I was a little girl he pumped me up. Of course he also pumped me up
physically, spiritually and emotionally as he told me he loved me and expressed his
confidence in me that I could succeed and do well in school.
Now a few times when I’m holding my own kid’s hands, I tell
them I’m going to ‘pump them up.’ I love watching them put their ears up to our
hands, trying to figure out how the sound is made, or feel them squeeze my hand
back as they try to replicate it. I hope my husband and I, just like my parents
did for me, are also giving them the
physical, mental, emotional, and spiritual pumping up they will need as they
grow in this life.
Me and my dad. :)
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