I look at my hands all the time and wonder where all the wrinkles came from and then there is the swelling from arthritis between my knuckles and the crooked pointer finger. Hands are a wonder. They work as hard as the heart. An old friend of mine (I haven't talked to her in 20+) years runs her own cross stich business. She designs cross stich and sells her kits all over the US. It's called "Heart and Hands." I think the Amish use that phrase, too.
I look at my hands all the time and wonder where all the wrinkles came from and then there is the swelling from arthritis between my knuckles and the crooked pointer finger. Hands are a wonder. They work as hard as the heart. An old friend of mine (I haven't talked to her in 20+) years runs her own cross stich business. She designs cross stich and sells her kits all over the US. It's called "Heart and Hands." I think the Amish use that phrase, too.
Your hands also tell the story of your life - they reflect the good and the not-so