Hand-y Dandy

Forgive me - I cannot help it sisters. I am squarely and stubbornly fixated on the fateful day...STILL! With every peek of my friend's photo, with every memory of the events that intrude without warning into my thoughts throughout the day, I find myself returning to those remarkable few minutes in my life, with a jubilant smile and an elated heart. I pray that time will not diffuse these wonderful images and feelings.

Anyway, today, as one of my clients bid me goodbye with his usual polite handshake, memories of mine with YJ-ssi gushed back immediately.

I'm certain we've all imagined at sometime in our lives what it'd be like to shake hands with HIM. Although it was just my own wild guess, I had expected a somewhat firm, strong, warm one. Afterall, this is such a universal gesture in business, there's even long passages and advice columns written about how a "proper" one should be conducted.

So funny...a few days prior, one of the sis I'd newly met was describing her own lucky encounter last year at the airport with YJ-ssi. She was such a character - so animated and comedic as she told her version of the YJ-handshake to me. She grabbed my right hand and proceeded to act out the whole process. What she demonstrated was a waxing pressure kind of a bone-crusher firm hold. When I didn't quite "get it," she kindly repeated the gesture. And again. And again. We were on the subway at the time. Haha, really wonder what the other riders believed our relationship was - these 2 hand-holding ladies!

Anyway, she really set me up for some expectations! Not hard to believe - a firm confident handshake from a strong, serious, confident kind of a guy, right?

But you know what?
My and L's handshakes were sooooo different...it was actually felt very, very gentle and kind - no, not limp, but rather, more like light and considerate. OMG - his hands were actually so soft and smooth - I was completely struck surprised at that time that a man can have hands more perfect than most women, in distinct contrast to my lovely torn and battered ones.

Pretty amazing..wonder how he does it with all the weight-training, horse-riding, swordfight-practising he's doing and the hand abuse he must be enduring - this is a man who seriously takes good care of himself. That mades me glad, somehow.

Sigh..don't mind me. Just was missing these and blogging from the heart today....

Hey, K, if you're out there...should I be jealous of your tight squeeze or should you be envious of my gentle hold??

haha. Kidding as usual!