A memory is a photograph taken by the heart...to make a special moment last forever...and of all the memory-pictures that happy times can bring, the best are those that families make together ~
~ Author unknown
Showing posts with label Our Hands. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Our Hands. Show all posts

Saturday, July 16, 2011

Our Hands ~


Photos of our hands taken in April 2008

This photo displays four generations of our hands . . . in the first photo within the frame from left to right (clockwise) is . . . my daughter, myself, my granddaughter and my beautiful mom. In the second photo within the frame and clockwise is . . . my granddaughter, my beautiful mom, myself and my 82 year old, aunt Ginnie in Kentucky.  I got the idea from an email I received several years ago about Grandma's Hands, as I explained and posted  ~ here ~  . . . now that my mom has passed, I am so grateful for having this photo and to have it hanging in my home where I see it each day. Each time I look at it, I look at her hands and it reminds me that at one time those hands . . . comforted me . . .  held me . . . touched my cheek and helped me thru so much . . . I just recalled a time when I had on a dress with a petticoat underneath (my First Communion), mom loved candles and somehow I got too close to the candle and my petticoat caught on fire . . . mom used her hands to put that fire out and were burned very badly, I remember that day very clearly and felt so bad that she was in so much pain . . . how blessed I was to have such a wonderful loving and strong mom.  If you can, take the opportunity to photograph the hands in your family . . . it's a priceless treasure.