Sunday, May 30, 2010
Dear Soldier Boy:
Thanks for coming to get a massage from me while you were here on leave from Iraq. It was so cool you you could be home on Memorial Day weekend and your mother's birthday.
I know we didn't talk much, a little casual conversation as we began, and then you got relaxed and quiet. But really, you didn't need to tell me your story, it was stored in your body and communicated without words.
No, son, put your wallet away. Your money is no good here today. Here's the deal...you take care of my body and I'll take care of yours.
Wishing you safe passage, with all my heart, until you return,
your massage therapist