Hands – A Grandma’s Story
They’re soft. They’re warm. They’re innocent. They’ve not yet seen work or hardship or disappointment. They are the hands of …
They’re soft. They’re warm. They’re innocent. They’ve not yet seen work or hardship or disappointment. They are the hands of …
Before I flew west a few weeks ago to teen sit my granddaughter, I set healthy goals: cut carbs, lose …