The sweetness of this makes my eyes fill with tears. I love that your grandchild was your helper and wanted to rub your hands. In my culture, these little people were sent from the stars – our Ancestors. His little hands on yours make me smile through tears.
Simple. Loyalty. Love.
The sweetness of this makes my eyes fill with tears. I love that your grandchild was your helper and wanted to rub your hands. In my culture, these little people were sent from the stars – our Ancestors. His little hands on yours make me smile through tears.
So beautiful. Thank you for this.