Are we ever too old to hold our father’s hand? Even, if only for a moment to let him know you love and appreciate him. It was not until recently my father and I realized we indeed have the same hands, mine just smaller and still fit into his. Same long fingers, the veins and the lines. We were both so amazed by this miracle, this working of genetics. He laughed, “I guess this proves you are my daughter.”
This, another reminder that I carry a bit of my father with me every day.
Happy Father’s Day!
View some of our modern jewelry for him.
