I wrote in my post ‘to expose me‘, the following –
Now over 8 months later I have realized fellow bloggers are supportive of me and have welcomed me with open arms and appreciate my writings. Because of this I decided to expose myself, my identity, to you my fellow bloggers. But a course I am not doing it all in one post, I still have 3 months to write a post a day.
So I will write a series of posts to expose me – my identify to you and the blogger world.
In today’s post I write the following –
My hands are most likely considered normal. I have used my hands for many activities in my life. As a young child I played the piano; my hands produced music. As a young child and into my teen years, I worked for my dad at a fast food restaurant and my hands made hamburgers, cheeseburger, french-fries; my hands produced food. As a teenager I played in the school band playing the saxophone; my hands again produced music. My hands were also used for writing stories as a young boy in school and later in school used for playing sports in PE class, figuring math problems and writing essays and much, much more.
Later in life my hands were used for typewriters, computers, cellphones, tablets, cooking, cleaning, exercising and much, much more. Hands are used for picking things up, moving things, to wave, to clap, to lift a child, to lower a window and much, much more.
To look at my hands, there is nothing significant about them; but for over 50 years they have performed many tasks and I am fortunate to have them. There is some stiffness taking place in the joints of the fingers and the wrists have pain associated to them but they continue to perform and for this I am grateful.
The most important task my hands have performed over the years is they have held other hands. They held the hand of my mom when I was a young man and struggling with major depression. They held the hands of my sons when they were very young and needed support. They held the hand of my husband when he was going through physical therapy after his surgeries.
My hands are most likely considered normal, but to me they are extraordinary, they are tools, they are instruments, they are guidance, they are assistance.
My hands are being used this very moment to write this post – my hands are most likely considered normal – but for me they are much, much more.