Motionless, they rest on top of the duvet.
Slender hands with long fingers.
Not a sign of arthritic change in their bone structure.
Tendons and veins create a unique landscape underneath the pale skin.
Hundreds of minuscule wrinkles bring a lizard to mind.
I loved that picture so much that I taped it to the side of a wardrobe in my parents’ guest room. That was four years ago.
Facing the bed, this picture is the first thing I see when the gentle song of a robin wakes me up each morning and the last thing before I close my eyes at night.
About the author
Anja Kerstin Kuentzel,
Advanced Grief Recovery Method specialist, nature lover, photographer, and bilingual wordsmith combines her passions to offer a different perspective on life that might inspire, raise awareness or even heal.