Today I recalled the time my niece asked me why I have wrinkles on the back of my hands. I wrote this response in my journal.
Little one, you ask why I have lines on the back of my hands? I have been blessed with these lines after holding the hands of those that I love. My hands have massaged the sick, and given support to those who need comfort. My hands have stroked the soft fir of the cats and dogs that are part of our family. My hands prepared meals to satisfy our hunger, and cleaned the house to make it a beautiful place to be. My hands have dug into the earth and brushed sand off of starfish at the beach. These lines came from me using my hands to live a full and happy life. Someday little one, you will be blessed with lines on the back of your hands too. -Kelly