A multitude of feelings.....
Sometimes it's a feeling so deep, a desire unspeakable, the desire to be held in someone's arms.
Othertimes it's the inescapable chains that bind, the angst that no amount of wiggling can loosen, the feeling of being held back.
Then there's the look, the stare of another, whether it's the TSA man walking down the line of passengers and looking each in the eye, or the gaze from the green-eyed, dark skinned young man as he rings up your purchase, it's that eye-locking gaze and the feeling you are held spell-bound for that instant.
A new puppy, yours or another's, and the feeling overcomes you as your eye captures that soft, fluffy, downy new fur, the pouty face, the floppy ears, the waggly tail, and you just know he needs to be held.
The relief and gratitude as you sprint away from security towards the gate, as you realize that the plane has been held just for you.
One word. Many feelings.
Thanks San Diego Momma for this Prompt Tuesday!