A Piece of Me

I'm a little late joining the party...story of my life...

Just the other day, when I was bouncing around blogs for TextureTuesday, I happened upon this gal's site and her interesting photo challenge.  Simply put, each month she presents a theme & encourages you to focus the camera on you{your own self-portraits, or selfies as she calls them}.  You can read more about Urban Muser's In The Picture here.

The theme this month is "A Piece of Me".  Since I'm seeking to step out of my comfort zone a bit, I thought I'd give it a whirl.

My hands... they do so much in this life of mine.  And it shows.  Weathered by age and sun, my hands are not perfect.  Still, they are important to me.  My hands keep busy through the day.  They cook and clean.  They work and play and create.

They feed and soothe and comfort.  They rest and clasp in prayer.  My hands let go and my hands hold on.  At times they are steadfast, at times they tremble.  They "speak" when I speak.  They care for my family, my friends, and me.

Day after day, they serve me well.  They live and love.  These hands of mine.

*Note: Only my left hand is pictured...because I'm a leftie, a southpaw.  And because, ironically, my right hand was busy working the camera.