Hands

Hands are probably the most overlooked and underappreciated part of our bodies. Hands, and more importantly what they are used for, tell a story of their owner that words cannot. Hands can be held. Hands can be shaken. Hands are used for fighting when diplomacy fails. Hands will hold a newborn son and change his diapers, too. Hands work all day in the mines to support a family, and then are washed. Hands make dinner and help eat it, too. Hands steer the car on the way to the lake. Hands pick up a friend if ever they should fall. Hands do the schoolwork, day in and day out. Hands hold the weapons that keep our country free, and hands bury the family that dies in the process. Hands age with us. Hands are worn and torn. Hand fold in prayer. Hands play the guitar around the campfire at night. Hands hold relatives close in embrace. Hands decorate the Christmas tree; they wrap and unwrap the gifts beneath it. Hands are for teaching and also for learning.

Chance Whidby