when my hands…

when my hands…

were in Lorraine’s sink.

a 90+ year old feisty client of mine several years ago.  she smoked like a chimney.  wore jewelry that weighed more than her.  and told me like it was every…single…day I was with her.  she questioned EVERYTHING I said or did.

she was a favorite of mine : )

the sink project…stories with my clients.

from the book of everyday life…

Source: when my hands…

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