How I Learned to Love My 52-Year-Old Hands

“She’s so veiny. Yuck.” This was the comment left on one of my pieces that ran in HuffPost 50 last week. The commenter was referring to a photo similar to the one above, where the veins in my hands and arms are pronounced. My stomach lurched a bit when I read it. It reminded me… Continue reading How I Learned to Love My 52-Year-Old Hands