These Days

In the last couple of days I've become aware of how focused my mind is when I am giving someone a massage. I've always been somewhat of a daydreamer and I'm constantly contemplating at times when maybe I shouldn't be. So I'm amazed that God has given me the ability to shut out the rest of the world when I'm at school. I mean I really only think about the client and what I can do to help them with the pain they're having. If someone comes in and says, "I feel great and have no problems today", I just give them a routine massage and try to help them relax. But if someone comes in and tells me specific problems they are having, I want so badly to help them feel better and I concentrate on doing just that. Today my mind was wandering like crazy while working on my first couple of clients. I immediately tried to figure out why I couldn't concentrate and eventually blamed it on the mocha iced coffee I had for breakfast. I hardly ever drink coffee but felt I just had to have the Mocha Joe from BK this morning after seeing the sign. It was really good but I was wired. I had to keep telling myself to focus at school. While massaging an older gentleman I started thinking about my age and how I'm getting older. Here's what I came up with during that massage:

Top signs that I am getting old...

*I've used more dental floss in the last year than I have throughout my lifetime (I don't want to be one of those people who didn't take care of their real teeth but then get false ones and treat them like precious jewels).

*I cannot stand to be in uncomfortable clothing (If possible, the first thing I do when I get home is disrobe. Honestly, I would much rather be naked...Now I know why old people wear stretchy stuff).

*I go to bed so much earlier than I used to (If I'm up at 3am, it's because I have insomnia not because I'm in the club somewhere).

*I have the ugliest housecoat that anyone has ever laid eyes on. Sometimes I wear it outside and pray that no one sees me (It's just soooo comfortable...I can't give it up).

*I would much rather listen to music that is peaceful and relaxing (I still love a variety of music but I can only take so much of certain genres).

*I have a right knee that's bad and it usually bothers me at night or when it's rainy (I injured it back in middle school playing basketball and believe my old age has brought on the remnants of the injury...what else could it be?)

*I've seriously considered getting a wig (I really don't like to comb my hair but try to be grateful that I at least have some).

*I think I will actually die of starvation if I don't eat breakfast every morning (I never ate breakfast back in the day but now in my old age I realize IT IS the most important meal of the day).

*I felt the need to drink coffee this morning (Even though I said I never want to be to the point where I just had to have it...this morning, I just had to have it).

OK, only the first three did I think of while giving a massage. The rest I just came up with but I promise they're all true. Although my client said great things on my feedback form, it couldn't have been one of my best massages. When I got to client number four at around 1pm, I was back on track and again focused. I'm glad that I can still function at a normal level without the caffeine. Next time I get a taste for coffee, I'll put it off until it's time to clean the house.

Happy Birthday Brother!

So many childhood memories...

we could write a book of our life.

Remember the times I had to slap you...

and you backed me in a corner with a knife?

Your memory is like an elephant's...

so I know you remember when...

we watched "Little Lulu" and "Pincushion Man"...

over and over again.

You always keep me laughing...

with the crazy things you say and do.

Something happened to your brain...

probably that S-curl when you were two.

I know that now I have you laughing...

but for a minute let me be serious.

The person you've become is surprising...

and I have to admit I'm curious...

To know more about you as a man.

It's not that you are a stranger.

But right now you're so far away...

and your job puts you in danger.

Like everyone else I do worry...

and pray that God keeps you safe.

In fact you're always in my prayers...

so you can be here for Antonio's sake.

I just want you to know that I'm proud...

and thankful for what you do for our land.

I know God will again bring you home...

so I can learn more about the man.

Okay now the seriousness is over.

It's back to me being silly.

Remember when momma said not to gamble...

and then you got blackmailed by Chilly?

Right now I'm laughing so hard...

so it's time for me to go.

But let me mention one more thing.

It's one thing I do know.

You are the most honest person...

no matter who you may offend.

I thank God that you're my brudder...

and I'll love you til the end.

I'm Still Here...

Okay, so I know that I said that I would stop neglecting this blog but these days it's kind of hard not to. Now that I'm down to my last four weeks of school, things are getting crazy! One would think that by the end it would be easier, but oh no! There's so much information that has to be crammed in these last few weeks and my teachers are making sure they get it ALL in. I dont have much time for a social life. And the time I do have, I just want to rest. It will all be over soon and then I'll begin a new chapter. I'm soooo excited! I apologize to all my friends for me being unavailable at times but I know you understand. And thanks to everyone who continues to give me support when I feel overwhelmed and want to break down. I really love what I do and believe that it's worth all the hard work.