
My sister and me, naturally. Truthfully, the name just sort of fell into place. Besides an inability to swallow food, another side effect of my spine growing up into my brain stem was my right wrist suddenly drooping. So the only logical name? The Swan. If I hold up my wrist, it literally looks like a swan.
And this swan-like hand? It's not perfect. Yes, it has its flaws. Yes, it has its shortcomings. And yes, it would probably pale in comparison when held up to other wrists, but maybe those are all the exact reasons it's become one of my favorite body parts.
Maybe, too, it's why my freckles, oddly shaped nose and surgical scars are also my favorite parts about my body. They're imperfect, but when you think about it, that's what makes them real.

[Photos via We Heart It]
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