My hands are small...

I looked at them today and I wondered how they got to be that way. I used to be something and someone different. I used to be bigger than who I am right now. Unfortunately, I don't mean in the literal sense. But, somehow, parts of me started diminishing, being chipped away. I don't know where my pieces are. I don't know how to put them together. I know where I want to end up, but am not sure how to map it out for myself. All I know is that I have to take a look at myself. A good long hard look at who I am and start to med those broken pieces of myself. First, I'll tape...then glue...then putty and sandpaper until I'm smooth and round and shiny again.

Then maybe one day these hands won't be so small.