PROJECT 365, 5 July 2014, Hands. Grandmas Hands. When I got - TopicsExpress



          

PROJECT 365, 5 July 2014, Hands. Grandmas Hands. When I got into the worse mess of fire ants that a boy could get into, it was grandmas hands that pulled me out of the ditch and carried me to the shower to wash the ants off me. I was so swollen, that I could not walk for 3 days. When I decided to climb higher in the trees behind the house my grandfather Jesse built on highway 22, Callaway, Florida, I fell. My grandmas hands that reached out to me as she said, Son, are you going to lay there all day or do I need to call an ambulance? or are you going to shake it off and pull yourself up? When Thanksgiving rolled around, it was grandmas hands that baked pumpkin pie and set one aside - just for me. When I snuck in the house early one morning, tripped and fell - catching a wooden table across my eyebrow, it was my sister who screamed, Oh My God! Youve lost your eye and my grandmothers hands that cleaned the blood for a closer look and said, Its just a scratch son... (that scratch took 12 stitches! :) ) When my daughters were born, it was grandmas hands that made each of them a quilt. When my mother died, 16 years after being diagnosed with small cell carcinoma and a cancer the size of a grapefruit, my grandmothers hands held mine in solemn comfort. Grandma understood the importance of hands very well, as a teenager, she would tell her grandchildren, Dont hold hands - holding hands leads to hugging, hugging leads to kissing, and we all know what kissing leads to by the size of our family.
Posted on: Sat, 05 Jul 2014 18:37:35 +0000

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