Massage as a gift. How lovely is that?
I don’t know of too many other professions where the actual work you do can be given as a gift. Every so often, not just on Valentine’s day, some sweet person will call me and ask that I give a massage to their loved one. Sometimes it’s a wife calling to get help for a husband in pain, or a daughter calling for her ailing 80 year old father.
In this case it was a young man whom I have known since he was a teenager. He grew up with my daughter Alexis. His name is David, and he and his wife, Caitlin,have the most adorable little boy. He has big blue eyes and a smile that just literally lights up any room that he is in. But he is energetic and he is very busy, and his Momma gets pretty tired. David is working some pretty long hours right now, so most of the baby duties are falling on Caitlin’s shoulders these days.
David wanted to make a special effort to help celebrate Catilin’s birthday. When he called to see if I was available I felt giddy. I love to be in on the joys in families’ lives. I am thankful for all my great experiences with loving families.
I have been in the massage profession long enough now that I am working on my second and sometimes third generation of family members.
When you pick a career, or in my case, you are called to a profession, you never think about how the future will play out. You just hussle and make things work, doing what you love. And sometimes it’s tough. But sometimes it’s magical. This was one of those times.