Generations

My mother turns 80 later this year, and she lovingly held her first great-grandchild this week. I know how much this meant to her, and I know how much she haas been through (mentally and physically) over the past few years.

 

I was able to read so much of her life just through her hands. To me, they represent every bit of hard work she has been through in her life. But there was joy in those hands while she held him.

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Uploaded on February 11, 2017
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