Why I Quit Doing Massage

"I feel sorry for your husband," said my client.  "You're strong!"  A smile spread across my face and we both laughed.  I miss this part, building relationships, connecting in this quiet space, but I don't miss my massage practice.  I closed that over a year ago.  My license expires at the end of the year … Continue reading Why I Quit Doing Massage

Donuts and Green Juice

I was nearly thirty-five when I went to massage school. I had been a credit union employee for several years at that point.  My roots were in North Dakota.  I was raised on the family farm in the heart of cattle country. Self-care wasn't exactly taught.  Sit down and rest for a few minutes was … Continue reading Donuts and Green Juice