Their hands lay gently on top of each other. Beauty and grace, hard work and time, etched on each. It’s a picture of their hands but it reveals so much more. It reveals not only how close they are, but of how alike they are. They are mother and daughter but also friends. Both have nurtured, both have provided, both have been the caretaker. Both have listened, both have comforted, both have soothed. Each has held the other’s hand in joy and sorrow, celebration and grief. Each has held the other’s hand to support, to guide, to hold the other up. Each has given all of their heart and all of their strength to the other. Mother gave the daughter life. The daughter held her mother’s hand in death. And now the joy and comfort come in knowing, someday, they will be together again and this time there will be no death, no tears, no pain. Only joy.
Hi Kelli, this is beautiful! Mother and daughter's hands and the beautiful picture you painted here! Yes, you will see each other again! Thank you! Thanks also for stopping by my blog! My daugher put the design together for me and wouldn't you know it, I want a redesign?? But, I don't know how to do it, so I wait. Thank you for your kind words!
Thank you Anne. So grateful for the love of God and the promise of Heaven! Maybe your daughter should start a web designing business! Wish either you or me knew how to create what was in our head! Blessings to you!
Kelli, your words are beautiful and poetic! As a daughter, as well as a mother of a daughter, your words touched my heart as I thought of both these relationships and how valuable they are to me.
Thank you Laurie. I am so glad that you were touched. Thank you for visiting, and reading, and commenting. Blessings to you and your loved ones.
Such a beautiful post. My mother in law passed away recently, and my husband and I were there to hold her hand when it happened. Your words made me cry – but in a good way! Thank you for sharing.
Lana, being there at such a time is so critical. Thank you for your kind words.