I visited my mom this weekend. Though it makes me sad to see her struggling, it was just good to see her.
And to hold her hand.
Her skin is now thin and soft with age, but though I may have my daddy’s eyes, nose and mouth, these delicate digits are one thing I undoubtedly inherited from my mother.
They may be small, but their grip is mighty.
I’m sure she was so happy to have you there. Keep holding on tight. *hugs you*
Just that picture made me wistful. So glad you went to see her.