pinkyrulestheworldMy grandmother’s hands always weirded me out, maybe because they were old hands. She was a gardener too, so she got some sun and showed on her hands. The skin got crepe-y and she had age spots on both hands. They also seemed so delicate, as if they would snap like a twig.
She was not a delicate person, she played basketball in high school and kicked butt at it too.
But guess what? My hands are starting to look like hers. Sunspots and all. I really wish she was still around so I could talk to her about her life and aging but alas she passed away more than ten years ago.
This blog is dedicated to her, her name was JoAnn. May she rest in peace.