30 weeks, 3 days...

It's a beautiful Tuesday morning here - they say it's going to be 73 and sunny today.  We've had a just marvelous spring thus far.

I was sick yesterday, just felt crummy and low energy.  I moved two of my clients over to today, canceled one and had the other one covered.  I didn't move far.  It was so nice outside, but I didn't feel well enough to even sit in the back yard.

So today is a busier Tuesday than usual.  I don't have massage clients until 1, but it will be a busy afternoon. I had to run over this morning to put on a gal's socks (long story).  When I walked in, it hit me -- I had been able to put out of my mind just how tough last week was, but not when I walked in.  Last week I had 3 clients pass away.  The hard part about working with aging folks -- they die.  I have to be happy that they are no longer in pain and probably dancing in heaven with their loved ones. But I was personally not prepared to lose 3 in one week.  I had the good fortune to see two of them just before they passed.  It was good to have a little time to sit with them, pray for them -- and give them one last little massage.  They were all sweet and wonderful women, with amazing lives -- some of which was told more by the pictures on their walls than their words.  I had the pleasure of meeting and spending time with some of their family.  Selfishly, it helped me to see that they were "ok" with it... I felt like I could be ok with it too. I was sad to have missed Carol.  Two weeks ago, when I walked by Carol, she looked up and smiled huge at me.  Perhaps doesn't sound like a big deal, but she had not been too responsive to even my voice in the recent months.  I stopped and gave her a squeeze.  Perhaps a little "good-bye" squeeze.

So here's to Norma, Evelyn and Carol - I will miss them dearly.  And here's to hoping for a less eventful week.

We have another appointment tomorrow and soon we'll have to start going more frequently.  Yay!

Happy Tuesday!