Friday
Jun272008
The Things We Hold
Friday, June 27, 2008 by Jen Lemen
She had just turned forty, her seventh baby tied to her back. Her hands were worn from tilling fields in her husband's absence. I saw weariness in her eyes, but also an unexpected kind of peace. For every hardship, every year she felt overwhelmed or forgotten, the kindness of simple things remained--like the way a baby's foot feels in the deep hollow of your hand.
What kind of goodness have you discovered lately in somebody's hands? Or better yet, show us what you are holding in awe and wonder these days. Leave us links to your hands or another's in the comments below.
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http://www.mamaofletters.com/Mama_of_Letters/Camera_Happy/Pages/Nikon_D60.html#4
http://wayfaring-wanderer.blogspot.com/2008/05/on-mission.html
i hold his fears and worries in my hand. i hold him no questions asked.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/camerashymomma/2614042725/
http://flickr.com/photos/lawyermama/2442493386/in/set-72157603643073069/
http://flickr.com/photos/lawyermama/2501155438/in/set-72157605213832600/
http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3198/2446578569_b5a880e451.jpg
My niece and Nephew hold each others hands and hold on to childhood innocence as well...
http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3118/2563819845_0d6b668ceb.jpg
My mother holds a second chance at love in her hands. She re-married in April of last year.
http://farm1.static.flickr.com/229/476783977_f7e9bd3ed6.jpg
http://www.lorelairoark.net/2008/06/good-things-in-life-photography.html
I took this photo yesterday, while in the strawberry patch, of the sweet goodness held in my daughter's berry stained hand:
http://fimby.tougas.net/photo_pickin
Berries are sweet but my girl is even sweeter!
http://slsmithphotgraphy.typepad.com/my_weblog/2008/03/howdy-monday.html
The second is their beautifully imperfect bady parts that I hold in my heart:
http://slsmithphotgraphy.typepad.com/my_weblog/2008/06/quirky-beautifu.html
His hands are so big that when I hold his, my hand is still swallowed and small-I can still hold onto his pinky the way I did when I was 5.
Hands...they tell the story of our life. The hardships we've gone through-but they gesture, caress...they give a pat on the back.
Here, I've watched my mothers hands soothe me-and now, watching her as a grandmother to my niece and nephews...
http://www.flickr.com/photos/edarcy/2095979594/in/set-72157600746388045/
They have changed so much. It's in her hands that I really see her age-a grandmother. Imagine! my mom...
In these hands, I hold hope.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/edarcy/2513920163/
In my brothers hands, that holds the future...
http://www.flickr.com/photos/edarcy/2378402374/
http://whatsthiswhatsthis.blogspot.com/2008/06/these-hands-are-small-i-know-but-theyre.html
http://www.flickr.com/photos/ashleydano/2531299636/in/set-72157605300314278/
i am constantly straightening frames on the walls....
In the Sundarban Islands in the Bay of Bengal, families often spend the day together on their fishing boats. I watched a woman pulling the family's boat ashore, and couldn't resist snapping a picture of her hands... http://www.flickr.com/photos/fumblingforwords/2414060286/in/pool-shuttersisters
I have a much more light-hearted holding...
http://www.flickr.com/photos/25744047@N03/2613543172/
My mother in law and her brother who live for these times.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/carrielouise/2565281449/
I'm always in awe and wonder with my child and how quickly she's growing and learning. It amazes me to think back at when she was first born, how drastically her world changed and was forced to adapt to everything.
She is also in wonder of everything around her and I love it!
http://www.dolcepics.com/dailypic/little-hands/
I am in awe of both of my children's love and fascination for nature. I love the grimy fingers and the gentle way my 2 year old is holding her newest discovery.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/jsliedtke/2614065437/?edited=1
This is my dad holding my daughter's hands. It melts my heart every time I see it!
http://www.flickr.com/photos/jlynn28/2402507526/in/set-72157604332211904/
a little bit of life... http://www.flickr.com/photos/msquid/2064657585/
It all starts with five generations together (if you can believe that!):
http://makemineaquad.wordpress.com/2008/06/27/the-hands-of-time/
Thanks for the inspiration!
http://www.flickr.com/photos/28987938@N00/2594988911/in/set-72157605717261098/
These are the hands I hold dear, at least when she lets me hold them ;)
http://www.flickr.com/photos/cdwells711/2487792121/
Samples of what hands around my house hold...
http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/slurping_life/2008/06/meet-mr-arnold.html
http://www.flickr.com/photos/melsphotophun/467471916/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/cuzamora/2616121813/
My son's palm-it's amazing that something so small can hold me completely.
Here are my hands, holding a sculpture that was deeply cherished by my own mother...
http://www.flickr.com/photos/9068078@N05/2493139550/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/mbeasoap/2614636426/
Hands http://www.flickr.com/photos/mijita/2148395338/
Children
are the distance
we travel
for Love.
http://analisfirstamendment.blogspot.com/2008/06/coming-up.html
http://www.flickr.com/photos/27664447@N08/2618551745/
Here are a couple I took during my son's first couple of weeks home this past Spring.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/wordnerd/2345034433/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/wordnerd/2345034407/
http://flickr.com/photos/stoneybrook/1104351854