Reaching Hands

When I was young…
I reached for the hand of my Grandma as she read to me from her Bible in preparation of the Sunday School Lessons she was teaching the next day;
I reached for the hand of my Grandpa as he fed the cattle and we fished at the tank on the property while he was trying to survive seeming un-curable ailments;
I reached for the hand of my Great-Grandma as she tended to her gardens;
I reached for the hand of my Grandmother as she recovered from a stroke remembering the times we had at Disneyland and Knott’s Berry Farm;
I reached for the hand of my Grandfather as he took us to Church in our Easter dresses and the basket purses that he purchased for us following a day at the auctions that he took upon the role of an auctioneer;
I reached for the hand of my Mother who inspired my creativity;
I reached for the hand of my Father who taught me patience;
I reached for the hands of the children in my neighborhood as I helped them learn to read and play with them;
When I got older…
I reached for the hand of my second cousin who lost her mother to alcoholism;
I reached for the hand of my second cousin who is mentally retarded and lost both of her parents;
I reached for the hand of my Cousin who recovers from a brain aneurysm;
I reached for the hands of the mentally ill and advocated for their needs;
I reached for the hands of the disabled and elderly and advocated for their needs;
I reached for the hands of the abused, neglected or abandoned children and advocated for their needs;
I reached for the hands of my friends and family and pray for them each day;
I reached for the hands of victims of domestic violence and abuse and empowered them to move forward;
I reached for the hands of my daughter and her friends and help to guide them along their pathways of growing up;
As I get older…
I reach for the hands of those mentioned above and continue my advocacies;
I reach for the hands of the leaders to help inform them of changes that need to occur;
I reach for the hands of God and hope and pray for peace among the Nations;
I reach for the hands of my deceased relatives for continued guidance as my guardian angels;
I reach for the hands of others to join me in a world of justice and peace;
I reach for the hands;
Could the next hand I reach for be yours???
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