"They are strong, but open and not grasping. Clean, but don't look soft, and they are expressive, conversational. But the way you touch your coffee cup in that photo makes me ache for them to touch me, because I know they would be kind, and inviting, and coaxing, the kind of hands you want to touch fingertips to and then keep going up the arms into an embrace. Those kind of hands. Your hands."
If you grok Firefly, you're a long way toward understanding me...
"Believe me, I already know how the world works... For some reason, I feel the same way about you that I felt about my kids when they were small—that it wasn't their job to love me, it was my job to love them. You can decide to feel however you want to, but I love you and I will always love you. Even if we never see each other again, you already brought me back to life and that's a lot." —Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat Pray Love
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