There are working hands that day by day do work outside their home to support their families, hands that drive development and obtain the sustenance of their loved ones through their work. They are hands for life, working hands.

There are loving hands, that caress and comfort, that touch and heal, that with love simply leave their mark on any skin wounded by sadness and, with that love, transmit hope.

Hands of the home, those who with joy every day, cook the food and help their loved ones with the domestic activities, those that become gifts because they are made with the love and the joy that gives the fact of having a family.

Hands of friends, those who with their love simply pat us on the shoulder and in silence, without words, make us feel that everything will be fine or at least get better.

Generous hands that can't help but share and give something of theirs to those who need it. Many hands make up this world and with their gift, they make it more beautiful every day. Just as there are destructive hands, there are hands that create life and make it more beautiful and easier to bear.

Many times, I admit, I do not give the care that my hands sometimes need, perhaps because of the short time between so many daily activities. Today, I wanted to give him love and, my sister Luisana who is a manicurist gave me that gift on this day of making this publication. I show you below how that gift was.