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Hands

July 17, 2013
By Kindle GOLD, Sudbury, Other
Kindle GOLD, Sudbury, Other
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;There is no subject so old that something new cannot be said about it.&quot; -Fyodor Dostoevsky<br /> <br /> &quot;Forgive me my nonsense, as I also forgive the nonsense of those that think they talk sense.&quot; - Robert Frost


I will always remember her hands. I remember how they caressed the cello when I first fell in love with her. I remember how she used to squeeze her fingers when she was upset. I remember when I saw her crying and squeezed her fingers so she wouldn’t have to squeeze her own. I remember the way she ran her fingers through my hair on our first date. I remember how her hand grazed my chin when we first kissed, and the way her fingers touched my neck when we’d hug after she hadn’t seen me in a while. I remember how she wiped away my tears after the tragic death of my parents when I was only 17. I remember how we’d hold hands after every date as I walked her home. We lived in a small town, so taking the car was a waste of gas. I remember she pointed when we neared our university for the first time, and how she wrote ferociously during that first exam, her fingers working the mechanics of the pencil efficiently. I remember the way her fingertips peeled back a page of the many books she read. Everything she did was elegant. I remember kissing her fingertips as I slipped our engagement ring on her finger. I remember how good it felt to hold her hands as we kissed on our wedding day. I remember the way she smoothed every shirt before I left for work, every tie that needed straightening. I remember how I held her hand tightly as she gave birth and how our first child’s hand fit perfectly in hers. I remember the way she held my son’s hand to help him walk for the first time. I remember the way she wiped away every tear, the way she held his bike steady. I remember the way she and I held hands as we brought him to school for the first time. I remember how her fingers gently touched the top of her lip to hide a proud smile on his graduation day. I remember how I squeezed her fingers when we first heard the news of her terminal disease. I remember how her hand lingered on my arm as she took her final breath. I remember how I tucked a lily into her hand before kissing her goodbye for the last time. As I take my own final breath, it is her hands that I remember. I will always remember her hands.



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on Aug. 19 2013 at 12:39 am
dbk1098 PLATINUM, Rockville, Maryland
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This is soooo beautiful!!! So well-crafted and well-written! 

Kindle GOLD said...
on Jul. 25 2013 at 11:00 pm
Kindle GOLD, Sudbury, Other
11 articles 0 photos 93 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;There is no subject so old that something new cannot be said about it.&quot; -Fyodor Dostoevsky<br /> <br /> &quot;Forgive me my nonsense, as I also forgive the nonsense of those that think they talk sense.&quot; - Robert Frost

Likewise :)

on Jul. 25 2013 at 10:58 pm
EbonyandIvory PLATINUM, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
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Favorite Quote:
Happiness is only a theory.<br /> Fate is my only enemy.

vivd and truly amazing. you have a gift, let it not be wasted

on Jul. 25 2013 at 10:44 pm
maelstrom14 GOLD, Oak Habor, Washington
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Favorite Quote:
let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments...etc

sad but good

Kindle GOLD said...
on Jul. 25 2013 at 11:46 am
Kindle GOLD, Sudbury, Other
11 articles 0 photos 93 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;There is no subject so old that something new cannot be said about it.&quot; -Fyodor Dostoevsky<br /> <br /> &quot;Forgive me my nonsense, as I also forgive the nonsense of those that think they talk sense.&quot; - Robert Frost

I will! :D

on Jul. 25 2013 at 11:09 am
MeggieMills SILVER, Baltimore, Maryland
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I write...so therefor I am a Writer.

Oh my God! That was beautiful! I teared up from it! Good work and please keep writing!

on Jul. 24 2013 at 6:41 pm
Sabrina Alcaraz, San Bernardino, California
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It's beautiful! I teared up reading this and it's wonderfully written. :)

sarah98 BRONZE said...
on Jul. 24 2013 at 4:45 pm
sarah98 BRONZE, Holyoke, Massachusetts
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Favorite Quote:
It is better to write for yourself and have no audience than write for your audience and have no self.

:""""""""""""( so sad!!! beautifully written though. going through their whole life while tying it together with the hands was brilliant.