Reflections 10/2/2020: What was I thinking when I chose this color for my gnarly nails! Been experimenting with gel polish to bolster my chemo weakened keratin. Given the working class appearance of my hands, I KNOW gaudy colors make them even scarier! So why the impulsive choice? Why this blue-green explosion? Then when I used my hands to snuggle up into my teal, survive-ovarian-cancer blanket, it all made sense! It has become a comforting color to me! I associate it with being held and protected! With healing! My hands will never rise to “model” levels of beauty, but they are strong, determined, creative, active, helping and sensitive. Appendages to be proud of! So God, I will celebrate my utilitarian mitts with garish pizzazz… and may my hands-raised worship bring a smile to Your face!