A few years ago my mom and I were working side by side, in the kitchen, when I was struck by the similarity of our hands. I remember when I was younger (and my mom was about the age I am now) mom would take my hands and hold them saying, “mine were once pretty like yours.” At the time I had “young hands”, free of sun spots, freckles, age spots and wrinkles! Years of wear and tear have aged us, including our hands. When I looked at our hands together, I just knew that was the picture I wanted to remember forever. I asked my son Cory to take pictures and with enthusiasm and creativity, he did! We are so blessed to still have my mom with us. At age 81 she is active and vibrant and a joy to be around. From time to time I share a picture of her, usually in the kitchen. Today I would like to share a part of us that has never been more alike … our hands.
Happy Mother’s Day Mom! I love you.
“All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother” Abraham Lincoln