There is something so amazing about my husband Roger's HANDS...  Now before your mind starts going all weird let me explain...  A few months ago we were driving home from Boise and Roger put his hand out for me to pour him some cashews.  This might seem strange but for a moment I just looked at his hand and I felt this amazing sense of wonder.  It was in that instant that our life together flashed before my EYES.  This was the Hand that I held when we were dating. They were the HANDS that held mine  when we got married.  His Hands held our firstborn daughter "April" and those same HANDS held her in his ARMS when she died.  I felt so much comfort when his Hands blessed our children when they were sick.  Roger believes in hard work and his Hands have always provided for our family. He's never had a problem getting his Hands dirty planting the garden or working on the dry farm.  You can only imagine the look his EYES gave me when I asked if I could take a picture of his Hand.  But he agreed and did'nt even ask why.  Nothing that I do surprises him.  So when I took the picture I took a few extra seconds to be in AWE of him and his HANDS... You might not believe this... But my husbands Hands are beautiful.