(A guest post by Eric on this thirty-fifth day of
Lent)
Lacking a picture representing how the work I did on my Grandfather's
farm etched an image of home for me, I stumbled upon a picture I took of
my Oma and Opa's hands. This picture helped me realize the importance
hands have on a home. Hands might be the part of the body that
physically accomplishes the most that make a house a home: building a
garden to provide fresh food to the family; repairing or putting things
together for display; writing a letter, sending an email; calling
friends and family; providing the warmth of physical touch when the day
has required so much of you; and doing the dishes, which my hands find
themselves doing so much at my home or at a friend's. When I don't know
or can't put in words the emotions I have, my hands do the talking,
finding a place to perform those feelings in action. I think they are
the intimate workhorses of the body or the first responders to need. Is there an image of hands that remind you of home?
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| Hands pictured (clockwise): Sam Rodgers, Jackie Bonvin, Eric McAnly, Caleb Fristoe |
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| Hands pictured: Opa, Oma |
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