we are linked... flesh, bones, blood.... most importantly see our hands... reaching out holding... touching... Our hearts and love are in these hands...
I was looking at the pictures again and noticing our hands... and so that\'s why I posted that picture... There are so many stories involving hands... like the day I brought Cara to register for school... she held my hand on the way in... but hey by the time we came out she was too grown up... and refused to let me hold her hand... it was both a sad and proud moment... and then the night we went to Cara\'s Christmas program... It was snowing pretty hard time we came out... and my sister in law who was a rather timid woman was quite nervous... so I took her hand... and held it all the way home... but then we got home... and it was Cara\'s tiny little hand I\'d been holding... my sister in law was a small woman so I just didn\'t realize... hey Cara liked me holding her hand... there weren\'t any of her classmates or potential classmates around to see and call her babified... LOL and we laughed over me holding Wilma\'s hand to make her feel safer... but.... oops... LOL and the song about Daddy\'s Hands... and that line from that song... reach out and touch somebody\'s hand... make this world a better place if you can... Hands can be important... too bad that they\'re too often raised in anger... sad...
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What a beautiful bunch.
we are linked... flesh, bones, blood.... most importantly see our hands... reaching out holding... touching... Our hearts and love are in these hands...
I was looking at the pictures again and noticing our hands... and so that\'s why I posted that picture... There are so many stories involving hands... like the day I brought Cara to register for school... she held my hand on the way in... but hey by the time we came out she was too grown up... and refused to let me hold her hand... it was both a sad and proud moment... and then the night we went to Cara\'s Christmas program... It was snowing pretty hard time we came out... and my sister in law who was a rather timid woman was quite nervous... so I took her hand... and held it all the way home... but then we got home... and it was Cara\'s tiny little hand I\'d been holding... my sister in law was a small woman so I just didn\'t realize... hey Cara liked me holding her hand... there weren\'t any of her classmates or potential classmates around to see and call her babified... LOL and we laughed over me holding Wilma\'s hand to make her feel safer... but.... oops... LOL and the song about Daddy\'s Hands... and that line from that song... reach out and touch somebody\'s hand... make this world a better place if you can... Hands can be important... too bad that they\'re too often raised in anger... sad...
Elissa,U have a beautiful family..Hands & all..Love & hugs,EDITH
The linked hands says it all.
What a beautiful family you are! The hands show so much love...love you!
BEAUTIFUL PIC, AND YES THE HANDS ARE A WONDERFUL SOURCE OF STRENGTH AND LOVE. LOVE, LISA