These hands of mine…

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You can tell a great deal about someone just from looking at their hands. 

Smooth and soft as a baby or hard and rough as a construction worker, hands can generally dictate what a person is all about. Take mine for instance, (really the only pair I know well), a hardy handshake to a warm embrace they have traveled far and wide experiencing both the good and the not so good. And for some reason it’s my hands that seem to be in the best shape ever, for which I am so grateful for. 

After 60+ years of life they can still do their magic, helping along the way to those I love or even those I don’t know. You see, it’s what you do with them that make all the difference. I appreciate the fact that I still have ’em. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying hands make you a better person, far from it. Because I know people with no hands that have a more productive life than most…  I’m saying it’s the way in which you use them that determine the person you are.

So maybe it’s time we all took a second look at our hands and think about where have they been and where are they going. Young hands, old and wrinkley, whatever you got, put them to better use… Today!    Cheers all, Pete