There have been a number of requests for a picture of grandpa’s stylish hands. Realized did’ have a clear picture showing detailed quality of the job done, by my granddaughters.
Went back through photos and found this one from the last visit. This gives an idea of the high quality work. This time was a little more colourful, 10 nails, 10 different colours. Red, blue, pink, silver……
I am a 61 year old male. At the age of 52 I was told by my doctor I am dying. For the past 4 years, I have done my best to deal with both congestive heart failure and a brain tumor, while knowing my days are indeed numbered. It is my hope that by sharing my experiences, I can encourage others faced with the same situation. I hope to also help the families of those individuals to have an understanding of the process and deal with the fear or dread of being around the dying.
I am not a doctor, not a man of the clergy, I am not a therapist. I am just me, Bill Howdle, I am merely sharing my thoughts and ideas. I write of death and dying, understand this is my personal prospective, based on what I am encountering.
Sorry deleted the game without starting another 😦
Can you please start another one please
Mwahahaaargh! Love them. Very swish. 🙂
You said it my friend, I was a very stylish grandpa.
Your granddaughters do a professional job, don’t they Bill? Very stylish, proud grandpa.
The words proud grandpa say it all but yes a very professional job. Most important is the time we share.
Family is important and spending time together is precious, so glad you had some quality time together.
Hi Gail, I am so very grateful for that time.
Wow! Aren’t those posh!!
LOL. I can imagine the envy of others around you.
Hey Mel, so good to hear from you. Please email me. When out in public, I got both what I took as knowing smiles and very odd questioning stares. Bluntly, I don’t care about the stares. I know the story and treasure it, that is all that counts.