She has never seen my face. She does not know my looks of happy, sad, proud, mad or scared. She knows my hands. She knows all of these things through my hands. She knows my hands and responds to them like a child lost in a crowd - then sees their mom. My hands are her constant. Never underestimate the power of touch or when God is in control. ((When she was coming out of anesthesia.))

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