"Hands"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I just read this story in one of the emails in my inbox. Just like always, whenever I read or hear something that I feel is worth sharing, I post it here. So here it goes.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Grandma, some ninety plus years, sat feebly on the patio bench. She didn't move, just sat with her head down staring at her hands. When I sat down beside her she didn't acknowledge my presence and the longer I sat I wondered if she was OK. Finally, not really wanting to disturb her but wanting to check on her at the same time, I asked her if she was O K. She raised her head and looked at me and smiled. "Yes, I'm fine, thank you for asking," she said in a clear voice strong. "I didn't mean to disturb you, Grandma, but you were just sitting here staring at your hands and I wanted to make sure you were OK," I explained to her. "Have you ever looked at your hands," she a