Hold my hand . . .

A little girl and her father were crossing a bridge. The father was
kind of scared so he asked his little daughter, "Sweetheart, please
hold my hand so that you don't fall into the river." The little girl
said, "No, Dad. You hold my hand." "What's the difference?" Asked the
puzzled father..

"There's a big difference," replied the little girl. "If I hold your
hand and something happens to me, chances are that I may let your hand
go. But if you hold my hand, I know for sure that no matter what
happens, you will never let my hand go." In any relationship, the
essence of trust is not in its bind, but in its bond. So hold the hand
of the person whom you love rather than expecting them to hold yours .