It was the kind of goodbye where you watch a husband and children whom you love deeply experience the most horrible pain one could imagine. Dear friends stand in total disbelief listening to Doctors and prayers and machines. Were it not for my husbands arms surrounding me the floor could have opened up and swallowed me.
Its the same beautiful soft hand I have held hundreds of times before. Never have I known anyone with such soft and gentle hands.
What a blessing to have known the touch of these hands.
A woman with a new baby could not get within 10 feet of these hands before they would be outstretched and grabbing to take hold and count fingers and toes.
These hands love cheeks... especially chubby ones they could pinch and then share a kiss with. Countless tears were wiped away by these hands, mine included, more times than I can count.
It would be easier to list what these hands didn't do than to try and describe all the love they brought to so many lives.
They made the best potato salad in the world, picked up the dry cleaning, made yummy pancakes for breakfast, loved to iron clothes, ( that one was always foreign to me) wrote beautiful notes in cards, dialed a million zillion numbers on cell phones, tracked every step in a day planner, bathed and cared for those unable to care for themselves, prayed for those in need and wore with such pride the ring from the man she loved more than life itself.
They were just hands you might say, but no, you would be wrong. These were gifts. Gifts, that had I known were about to slip through my hands, I would have held more tightly and spent much more time cherishing.
When was the last time you took someone you loved by the hand and just said, "I love you so much?" What are you waiting for? A lot can change in your life in less than 100 hours.
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