Holding Hands

Sitting on a beach one summer day, watching two children, a boy and a girl,
playing in the sand. They were hard at work building an elaborate
sandcastle by the water's edge, with gates and towers and moats and internal
passages.

Just when they had nearly finished their project, a big wave came along and
knocked it down, reducing it to a heap of wet sand. I expected the children
to burst into tears, devastated by what had happened to all their hard work.
But they surprised me. Instead, they ran up the shore away from the
water, laughing and holding hands, and sat down to build another castle. I
realized that they had taught me an important lesson.

All the things in our lives, all the complicated structures we spent so much
time and energy creating, are built on sand. Only our relationships to other
people endure.

Sooner or later, the wave will come along and knock down what we have worked
so hard to build up. When that happens, only the person who has somebody's
hand to hold will be able to laugh...
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