Ashes to Snow reminded me of Handprints to Treasure, a post I wrote back in March 2010. I updated this post and wanted to once again share the importance of our handprints.
Joe and Cole would hold their hands together and measure them: Joe would tell him how strong and big his hands were becoming. The other night, as Cole laced his fingers with mine, he wondered if his hands were bigger now than his dad’s. He wished he could measure his hands against his dad’s: I wished he could too.
Hindsight, of course, is 20/20. This weekend in New Mexico, Cole and I will help my dad blow out eighty birthday candles and I will turn my hindsight into foresight; I will trace around both my parents’ hands and make handprints.
When my world falls down around me,
And the ground is sinking sand,
When peace can’t be found on this earth,
I reach out for your hand.
Someday, someone you know will long to hold your hand just one more time. I hope you will make your own handprint, sign and date it, and save it with your most important papers.
Like a cool, sweet taste of water,
For a tired and thirsty man;
My heart finds peace and my soul is calm,
When I reach out for your hand.
Glad you were in my Odd neighborhood. Feel free to drop by any time. Odd Loves Company and odd loves you and you and you!!
Creating a Hand Print…
Just drawing around your hand with a pencil on a piece of paper will do…but if you want more…
Hand Made Ink Prints (my favorite because it shows the lines in your hand so clearly. Washes off easily)