Hand of Time

I made this handprint, a kindergarten project that became a gift to my parents, when I was five years old.  It has hung on our family walls ever since.  My younger sisters also made handprints in school, although the materials became more sophisticated over time.

I have no idea what it’s made of – probably a primitive papier-mâché.  It currently hangs in my office.  Sometimes I place my hand next to it and try to imagine ever being that small.  We are such amazing miracles.