April 2, 2010
I love my Mother's beautiful hands.
They hold 96 years of Life. Perhaps the hands can remember what the mind has lost.
I took my camera when I visited my mother yesterday, but taking pictures of her makes her very uncomfortable these last few years, so I shot this while she was busy reading and she didn't even notice...... I love her hands, they speak so clearly of her life's story and remind me of all the love she has given.
What is so very interesting about this shot - and I did not notice this until I was processing it - is that her fingers are just below her name. Funny how she could find this, and read about herself while she had lost the memory of the words she was reading....