Today’s word: Fingerprints.
I know I’m not the only one who cringes when I look at the fingerprints that cover the walls of my home. Where we live, we actually have annual house inspections to evaluate how we’re maintaining our homes – and these prints are the bane of my pre-inspections cleaning craze. I spend hours scrubbing them off the walls as I prep.
Here’s the truth though. One day, I’ll miss these little hands. Before I know it, the fingerprints won’t cover my walls. I’ll be eagerly waiting my adult children to visit. My walls will be clean but my children will be gone.
I remember a poem that my Kindergarten teacher used with an art project. We put our hands into paint and pressed one of each onto a big piece of paper. In the middle was this poem:
Sometimes you get discouraged,
because I am so small
And leave my little fingerprints
On furniture and walls.
But everyday I’m growing
And soon will be so tall
That all these little fingerprints
Will be difficult to recall.
So here’s a little handprint
That you can put away
So you will know how my fingers looked
On this special day.
Today, while looking around your house – take a moment to appreciate your walls. They might have fingerprints. But they also mean you have a house full of love.
Do you have fingerprints on your walls? Have you ever stopped to think about how they will be gone one day and that maybe you’d miss them?