Friday, October 29, 2010

Hand Memories

I remember the details of his hands. We sat one day just studying each others hands. He had three hairs that would grow on his top knuckle but only on two fingers so he pulled them out. He had hairy hands. When we first started dating they weren't that bad! He hadn't hit the next growth spurt yet. Honestly I thought it was weird that  he pulled those strays out, but he was a perfectionist and a little OCD when it came to some things about himself. The picture below is from Animal Kingdom.
Gorilla Sized Hands

I miss his hands. They are huge compared to mine. He could bend the top half over the tips of mine when we went palm to palm. His hands were so soft. I bet right now he could take both hands and wrap them around my waist and touch thumb to thumb and finger to finger. He used to be able to do that when I was young and skinny. I am skinny again.

Sometimes when I am driving alone I reach over for his hand in the passenger seat, but he isn't there. Crying and driving is awesomely safe!Years of doing one thing every time you drive, its a habit that is hard to break. Sigh......

I really really miss my gorilla.

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