Her Hands...

It was my turn this week at Wicked Princesses to pop up the inspiring interior for their big comp. My room was a conservatory, with lots of clean lines, pinks and greens.
I did this LO about my mums hands (using my Storyboard kit again).... Lots of journalling...my mum had the softest hands you have ever felt.


I miss these hands. They were so soft. So scarred. So totally HER. I wonder how many times in my life those hands held mine. How many times they comforted me when I was sick or sad. They held your beloved grandbabies. Told stories, did craft, cooked and created. How many loads of washing did they hang, how many dishes did they wash? I loved how those hands were often held by my dad. They were so in love, even after 35 years of marriage. I love the scars, from all of those years of dialysis. I love that I got to hold those hands as you died even if it broke my heart. Selfishly, I want them back. Only you and your beautiful hands could help me get through something hurting this bad, but them and you are gone.
I loved her hands....

And some of the windows in the LO

I just love these colours...

And I really do miss those hands...

Photograph by KellyD

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