This week's prompt is: Older...
Grandma’s hands have grown older-
Just like the rest of her.
She isn’t as young as she used to be and in some ways her body is weary.
But, she is still oh so beautiful to me.
I love to hear her voice over the phone.
I’m so blessed by the times I’ve flown away from home to see her in that Alaska land far away.
She is beautiful to me.
This journey of life is filled with unexpected things, but it is also filled with beauty.
This older picture of my Grandma’s hands that I took before my body began to have its difficulties.
That long ago summer that I spent a blessed time alone with her.
Her hands are beautiful with all the wrinkles, veins, and “blemishes” intact.
I’ve grown older since then, but I will always love her and the picture of her hands.