We greet each other with serene soft smiles.
“How was yours?”
“Fantastic. How was yours?”
“Unbelievable. I never had one of these before. This is so amazing.” Another smile and I laugh.
A special day out, just the two of us, away from other family members and work and stress and the daily detritus of living.
We walk slowly to the locker room, touching each other’s faces. “Wow, yours is so soft,” she whispers.
I peer into the large, round blue eyes of my daughter. Everything about her is soft – her lips, her smile, her heart. I touch her skin. “And warm,” I reply.
“Hot towels. The lady placed these hot towels over my neck and my checks and my forehead until only my mouth, nose, and eyes were exposed. It’s rainy and windy and cold outside. Do you know how good that felt?”
I giggle. “Not to mention the heated sheets we laid on, and the flannel blanket on top of us.”
“I didn’t want to get up,” my daughter, mother of two little ones, admits.
We stand in front of the mirror in the well-appointed locker room, checking out our newly puffed pink faces. Our eyes catch each other’s during mid-primp, and we grin even wider.
14 thoughts on “JOY”
So fantastic! Makes me miss you all the more!
hope to see you soon!
Thank you – a facial can almost seem poetic, can’t it?
Yes – I’m naughty – I have one every month.
But I think meant more the day you shared and the love you share with your daughter…
I’m so jealous. Wish I had a daughter to do those fun, girly things with. Guess I’ll just have to hope for a daughter-in-law!
And you have two delightful chances of that! :+)
The love between a mother and her daughter is special. You both depict them 🙂
Yes, it’s amazing how my heart ‘lifts’ (and yes, I can feel it!) when I’m able to spend time with my daughter. Thanks so much for reading and commenting.
What a lovely warm post. Thank you.
Thank you for reading and subscribing! I enjoy your blog also. So nice to connect, though we live far away. Welcome. :+)
I have always believed that the world would be a more peaceful place if everyone had a weekly massage.
I love getting a massage. But it wasn’t until a few years ago when I got a “couples” massage with my sister-in-law that I realized how much more I loved getting one when sharing the experience with a loved one. Thanks for reminding me of that memory…
Yes, yes, sharing this experience with a loved one makes it doubly delicious. :+)
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