Today I sat by her side, holding her hand, looking up when Id hear her take a deep breath to see if she was awake, was then that I begin to notice how similar our hands were. The strong hands of a woman who was a mother, a wife, a grandparent and a great grandparent, a gardener, a beautician, a Christian and a great cook. A woman who taught me how to make real kolaches, which is not easy. Then the soft hands of the woman who loved to watch me dance and play sports, the woman who would check on me and hold me and say its ok if I had a nightmare while sleeping over, the woman who would wipe my tears after a heartbreak and a woman who always told me to love myself enough to know I deserve nothing but the best. Hands of a woman that seem to no matter what, hold on so tight, just so you know she is still holding on to all your past, present and future accomplishments, your wedding day to the man of your dreams, and the birth of your children, a little reminder that she will ALWAYS be there!!!
Posted on: Tue, 29 Jul 2014 01:00:47 +0000
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