Top left: my sweet great grandma, my grandma, me and my daughter.
Pictures of hands resonates deep within my soul. I really don't know why either.
I think they are beautiful, I always have.
A funny thing about me is that I love to look at peoples hands. I think you can tell a lot about a person by their hands. Is that weird?
And I love that my great grandma, my daughters great-great grandma (how crazy is that!) is the only one with her nails painted. If I only knew gram! I would have matched ya. :)