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These HandsPosted Monday, May 14, 2012, at 12:40 PM
I was looking at a book the other day and suddenly really looked at my hand holding the book. When had they gotten so OLD looking? I had spots and a crepiness I had never noticed before.
I started thinking back at all the things that these hands had been through:
Held a rattle and bottle
held my dad's finger
reached to turn off the Quasar television during Kennedy's assassination and got my bumm busted for it.
held flowers and bugs and snakes and frogs...much to my mum's dismay
held stubby fat crayons
held two quarters to get candy from corner store
felt the cold water coming up through a aquifer in the desert
Held a cold Coca-cola in a glass bottle
held onto a little black girls hand and defied the White Only signs
held a boy's hand for the first time
held protest signs for the Vietnam War
held many LP's playing Hendrix, Joplin and the Doors
pushed the start button on the old Rambler
learned how to drive on a 1965 chevy with rotted out floorboards (scared I would fall though)
held a sander and paint gun,learned how to re paint a car
held wrenches and tools rebuilding a 1967 mustang
held a skill saw and darn near cut off my other finger on the other hand.
swam with sharks and baraccuda and pet them
held a sea cucumber (yukk)
picked guava in the jungle
cut down coconuts with a machete
learned to type on a old manual typewriter, and then a IBM selectric
Held real fur coats in the stores and wept with sorrow over the animals that were killed for vanity
held the reins of many horses at a riding stable
held my diploma
held many, many books to read and many more
learned how to use contact lenses
held way too many alcoholic drinks till i wised up.
Held a iron bar and defended myself from a car jacking
held a sawed off shotgun and got rid of some unwanted visitors
held onto a biker and learned the joy of the free road on a Harley
Felt the bumpiness of a new tattoo while I put new ointment on it.
Gave a ring to my new husband at the altar
held pets as they passed away from old age...
Wiped many, many tears off my face
held my dad's hand as he passed away
refrained from punching several people
planted a flower for a child I lost before birth
held my newborn baby boy
helped my son write for the first time
held the bike as my son learned to ride
held a fresh warm egg that my chicken just laid
held my son's body as he was pulled from the lake after he drowned
held his hand in joy as he woke from a coma and was pronounced a miracle
held a gun and became a crack shot
learned to play the drums, the congas, a clarinet, oboe, piano and saxophone through the years.
tried learning the guitar.. terrible player
held a baby squirrel as I fed her a bottle, and later released her in the back yard
nursed a pigeon back to health
nursed many cats back to health
introduced my son to a Hedgehog and their wonderful spines
held my moms hand and wiped her brow as she passed away
hung up countless laundry on a line
learned how to handle a diabetic meter
pet my cats and feel the joy of a purr
love the feeling of a good lotion
hold onto the earth as a dig and plant flowers
feel the lines on my face as I age
these hands have scars and mileage, they look like my dad's
they have been through a lot of sorrow and joy through the years. I am learning to gracefully age with these hands
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Lesa Cox has owned a cleaning service and a bookstore; now, she repairs and maintains computers for the elderly and others on a fixed income. She enjoys animals, gardening, books and fixing old cars. She and her husband have one son, who suffers from Asperger's syndrome.
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