This is my hand holding my Great-Grandmom’s hand.
By the time I was born, she was already 71. She had already lived a full life and had been retired. She’d be a widow a year later and I only knew her to be one. She would take me to bingo and we would play board games. She’d teach me things about cooking and tried to teach me to crochet. She was one of my favorite people and her hands always fascinated me, even the way she twiddled her thumbs.
Her hands had what she called “liver spots”, though most of us know them as age spots. She had been an avid gardener all of her adult life, so it was likely sun inspired damage. After she ate, I remember how she’d sweep her fingers over the table to gather any crumbs. Her fingers were strong and crooked and her fingernail and tips were oval. I just remember always thinking how unique they were. They weren’t thin and ladylike, though her movements were not harsh; they were the result of lifelong hard work.
I took this picture one morning when I sat alone with her before she passed. She was unable to speak, but she knew I was there as she squeezed my hand in response to my words. I knew I’d never forget her hands, but still I was afraid that I might. I haven’t forgotten, though it’s only been two and half years, but I like to know that I have a picture of one to remind me.
She would’ve been 100 this week. Happy birthday Grandmom.
The photo, in conjunction with your beautiful post/tribute, is poignant and moving.
Thank you so much, that was really kind. She was a special woman.
What a lovely story. I’m so glad you took this picture for yourself.
Sorry to hear about her passing. A touching post and image. She passed away with a joy in her knowing you were there till the end.
Thanks for your kind reply, I like to hope so.
A very touching story Shannon. Some of us never got to share such moments.
Thank you for sharing and have a great rest of your life.
Beautiful photo! Your Grandmom sounds like an amazing person.
How beautiful and moving. 🙂
What a lovely tribute, and poignant photo.
what a touching tribute and such an amazing image to have forever
Thank you Jo. I’m so glad I had a chance to.
My picture is very similar but it is my dad. Beautiful picture and such a great story. Check out mine if you don’t mind