The touching of hands. It is a silent sensation, the ultimate expression of what it means to be human. It follows us from the moment we come into the world and our newborn fingers instinctively clench our mother’s … to when we take our first steps … to the everyday act of greeting friends, meeting strangers, expressing our love toward another … to when, as we are about to leave the world, we reach out instinctively for a final moment of comfort.
– Diane M. Conn
TO ALL OF MY WONDERFUL SUBJECTS, WHOEVER YOU ARE. I SINCERELY THANK YOU. YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT A POSITIVE IMPACT YOU HAVE HAD ON MY LIFE.