Hands

I will be flipping back and forth between the past and present with posts from now on.  I will get you all caught up in due time.  Think of the "Letters to Cammy since before she was born" as a flashback.  I'm sorry if this is all confusing.  I will make sure all posts are dated!

June 12, 2013

There are a few songs that gut punch me when I hear them for the first time since Cammy's diagnosis.  Songs take on a whole new, deeper meaning now.  Fix You by Coldplay will always make me cry as I remember hearing it on a Christmas special show that Nick Lachey hosts.  We had been waiting for the Rett test results and I was 7 months pregnant and a total hormonal mess.  An acapella group sang Fix You and I balled my eyes out thinking of Cammy.  That will forever be her song.

Today while mowing the lawn, I was listening to Pandora.  Hands by Jewel came on and I just began crying while I continued to mow the lawn listening to each and every word.  The lyrics just spoke to me about Cammy...

HANDS

by Jewel

If I could tell the world just one thing

It would be that we're all ok

And not to worry because worry is wasteful

And useless in times like these

I will not be made useless

I won't be idled with despair

I will gather myself around my faith

For light does the darkness most fear

My hands are small, I know,

But they're not yours they are my own

But they're not yours they are my own

And I am never broken

Poverty stole your golden shoes

But it didn't steal your laughter

And heartache came to visit me

But i knew it wasn't ever after

We will fight, not out of spite

For someone must stand up for what's right

Cause where there's a man who has no voice

There ours shall go singing

My hands are small, I know,

But they're not yours they are my own

But they're not yours they are my own

And I am never broken

In the end only kindness matters

In the end only kindness matters

I will get down on my knees and I will pray

I will get down on my knees and I will pray

I will get down on my knees and I will pray

My hands are small, I know,

But they're not yours they are my own

But they're not yours they are my own

And I am never broken

My hands are small, i know,

But they're not yours they are my own

But they're not yours they are my own

And I am never broken

We are never broken

We are God's eyes God's hands God's mind

We are God's eyes God's hands God's heart

We are God's eyes God's hands God's eyes God's hands

We are God's hands God's hands We are God's hands