Looking Deeply at My Hands

By Anonymous

Looking deeply at my hands:

I see

The hard work that needed to happen For my hands to grow

And be able to support me

I see

My ancestors going through the struggles of coming to the United States

Starting from scratch

In a country where life was so different from what they knew

Building a life for themselves and then for me

I see

Years of anticipation

Before each new pair of hands was formed

Including my own

I see

Those same hands that struggled through challenges

Reaching out for comfort

Holding me after my birth

Holding my hand to comfort me as I grew up

I see

The repeated pattern of these hands throughout the generations

Struggling to learn every new skill

Succeeding at some and failing at others

But never failing to provide comfort when it really matters

I see

These hands that have changed

From tiny prints on the wall to what I am looking at now

Many hands have come together throughout my life to help me become the person I am today

And lead to the hands I am seeing in this moment

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