The hands that held me as a newborn.
The hands that wiped my smelly butt.
The hands that hugged me when I was sad.
The hands that hugged me even when I was bad.
The hands that made me many tasty meals.
The hands that hemmed all my long, dragging pants.
The hands that did my makeup for all my performances and each school dance.
The hands that passed on her wedding dress to be worn by me and my future daughter.
The hands that made a beautiful wedding bouquet for my special day. //
I love those soft, perfectly manicured hands.
And even more, I love the woman that they belong to!
Happy Mommy’s Day!!