Your Hands

March 20, 2009 | Leave a Comment

If your hands were to tell of your life ‘til this day
What type of life would your hands portray?
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Would they be idle with no work to do,
Un-calloused and smooth with lotions to soothe?
Or would they be tattered and soiled with use,
Revealing hard labor and years of abuse?
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Do they gently and softly wipe away tears,
And cradle [...]

     As I step into voluntary chaos this day, I find a slow motion moment that will stay with me for years.  This morning a friend came over to help me pack up some bookshelves and a curio cabinet in preparation for my floor being torn up tomorrow (yes, just one day before my surgery).  [...]

The Gift

March 1, 2009 | Leave a Comment

     This has been a week of creating new friends and renewing old.  The conversations have been simple, enjoyable, profound, and sometimes quite deep.  Some of these individuals have journeyed where I am about to go and others have mountains to climb far different and greater then my own.
     As I contemplate what to write, [...]