Ouch! I'm sorry to hear about your hand. Burns are terribly painful. I'm sending good thoughts for a quick healing.

Karen

I cannot make the universe obey me. I cannot make other people conform to my own whims and fancies. I cannot make even my own body obey me.

Thomas Merton



Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all.

Emily Dickinson