Safe in Daddy's Arms

My son sent me some pictures of his summertime vacation. Some of them were of him and his daughter in a swimming pool. It was almost the same picture I have of me and him when he was little and my father and I when I was little. When I saw the picture, I had a flashback. I remember the feeling of my father holding me in the cool water. I remember how the warmth of his body made the chill of the pool better. I had that same feeling but in reverse when I held my son in the pool for the first time. His tiny warm body warming up my arms. That picture jogged such wonderful memories.