There was just something about that soft touch that gave me peace.
One of my favorite comforting memories of my mother is when she would trace my face. I would lay down to sleep and she would sit by my side and with her finger trace around my lips, nose and eyes.
Touch can certainly be a comforting action. Of course in labor there are times when being touched is definitely not wanted. But I remember one time when I was close to the pushing stage, the nurse that was with me at the time just held my hand. That simple gesture of touch meant a lot to me. It didn’t lesson my pain or make me more comfortable, but it let me know she cared and wanted to help.
I suppose that was what my mother’s face tracing meant to me also. There is peace in a touch that means that someone loves us.
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