11/02/2025
Before I ever learned to serve others with my hands,
my mom showed me what healing hands look like…
gentle, prayerful, and full of grace.
She taught me that love doesn’t need grand gestures;
sometimes it’s found in a home-cooked meal,
a comforting hug, or quiet prayers whispered for her children.
Today, as I honor her one-year heavenly anniversary
and celebrate my own birthday,
I carry her legacy forward… one touch, one prayer,
one act of kindness at a time. 🤍
Christ-centered healing for the body, mind, and spirit.
That’s what Holy Hands Hilot was built upon.
Because the hands that healed me first… were hers. 🌿