Take My Hand

Take my hand

You know I`ll be there

If you can I`ll cross the sky

For your love

Give you what I hold dear

 

Hold on, hold on tightly

Hold on, hold on tightly

Rise up, rise up

With wings like eagles

You`ll run, you`ll run

You`ll run and not grow weary

 

U2

 

My obsession with song lyrics continues. Cliche? Everyone does a photo like this, but not like mine! So, yeah, you may have noticed from some of my other pictures that I was born with this different right hand. I used to try to hide it. No more. It is part of who I am. I am used to the stares, the questions, the comments that people think I don't hear. The one thing that still bothers me is when I meet someone new. They enthusiastically stick out their hand (always the right) to shake. When I try to reciprocate, they either pull their hand back or grab me by the arm. Take my hand, dammit, it ain't gonna bite you!

 

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