The "Hands"
What is with "The Hands?"
I once read a story of a man who took self portraits of himself with his son. The pictures were not of their faces but of their hands. He continued to take these pictures year after year. Over time, these hand photos told a remarkable story. First, the photos showed the strong, loving hands of a father who held the tiny, delicate hands of his baby boy. Through the years the images showed a transformation. The baby grew up. His hands became strong and healthy. In time, they held the aged, hard-worked hands of his father. As the years passed, new little hands appeared in the photos...grandchildren. Through these images, a steadfast truth was told without any words.
Taken on February 26, 2006,
this photo marks the first of our family’s hand photos.
Left to Right:
Marley (6 months)
Wendy (32)
Macey (6 months)
Bryce (34)
We look forward to taking these photos every year to watch our family story unfold...or when I remember. (We are WAY WAY past over due!)