You know, in speaking of hands, I will never forget overhearing part of a conversation one time, between two women I don't even know; one of them said, "...I looked down and saw my mother's hands!", speaking of her own hands, as if noticing all of a sudden they were no longer as smooth as they were when she was 20!
That is a bleeding heart in my picture. I noticed I had my mother’s hands years ago..with my dad’s spots. My son now is developing signs of my dad’s fair skin problems...My daughter has lovely hands.