Nina's hands



There they were always present in everyday life, as the laughter of kids running around the yard. These praying hands holding knitting needles only changed position when holding the crochet hook.
These hands raised as if they were musical notes into the four corners of the hall singing, the air leaving the vent chuckle remembering the passion of a teenager and laughed at the memory of the age strengthening as it was tasty and healthy love.
These hands that leave a glow through the windows to enter their address and have your corner as if he were dreaming youth waiting for Prince Charming to steal it on a winged horse, and climb to the magical world of thought and love ...
These hands that showed skill in the choice of needles to sew up, shook a lot of times the forced holding cane. This feature is only remembered 94 years well lived and love this young girl.
A whimsical food, with much shrimp flavor sharpened with a sense going back to pleasure and to which most are in this world just to live. Create, create, make, break, one more point, a loop and hands always present there to monitor the rhythm of your mind hot teen.
Remember that a small body in a heated voice, in a very special way to be hands spoke for a long time for you and you actually sang and charmed our eyes with the beautiful that we could see the weave.
Just look at the centers of the tables to the nipples of dish cloths, diapers for the babies in shoes, in heavy shoes, the wipes in so many jobs you did, just look and you will be there, your hands.
As now remember with saline rivers in the eyes of this boy and look as this delicious laugh. I remember you dear girl who was being held for our beloved Grandma Nana or Santana.
What you receive this lovely lady with roses, they often liked to embroider, and that the angels in chorus sing for you as you did to make a beautiful crocheted blanket that you wear the mantle Maria full of flowers of joy is the magic carpet to take it to the Father
May you be received by hand so well known that there are Orum in preparing our stay.
Girl, Nina, build while away from us, build it in our mind always remained the memory of his eternal laughter, hope and love with refined taste in the choice of lines that make up the beauty of life in the construction of knowledge as well live.
Go in peace, dear Nina! The hands of the creator in this new home in this new dawn that your hands together now can hold the hand of the eternal age.

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