For Terry and Barb!
May 1, 2013 10:02 pm
Updated: May 2, 2013 8:25 pm
I've thought about writing this a number of times since last Saturday, but for the life of me, I simply cannot come up with a suitable title. I'm also not sure if I should start from the beginning, or the end and work backwards! You'll have to ponder
that, to make sense of it!
There are apparently two types of folk that "we" (most people) will tell just about anything to... even things that they will not share with a family member! First, is your favorite bartender.. most likely that as you cocktail you become a little more "chatty."
The other, is your hairdresser. (Well, this might not really apply to men and their barbers... but then, I was not a barber!) General rule of thumb for a hairdresser is not to talk about certain topics, religion and politics being two, and I've found myself
biting my tongue and changing the subject asap at times... I do believe that I saved myself much grief during my 20 year stint "behind the chair." However, I was privvy to many personal topics of many a client. Another, is NOT to talk about one client to
another... Have you seen the (ancient) movie, "The Women?" It was the manicurist in that one that spread the news to a "new" client that her husband was stepping out on her! Do you like "jungle red?"
Ok, I digress!!
Just a few short years ago, even after I had "retired," I still had a few of my long term ladies who's hair I continued to do. Within a year, two were placed in assisted living, and the third moved to Colorado, to be near her daughter. I felt a deep loss,
and was told by one gal that she felt that she was losing a child (saying goodbye to me.) I have no idea where she ended up, but I presume here in the valley somewhere... It was she, who shared at one point that she feared a health issue, and followed that
with, "I haven't even told my kids about this..."
It was just two weeks ago, that I felt compelled to check the blog of the daughter of one of these three ladies (I did her hair too, until she married and moved away!) For the first time, I left a comment, which seems that I was "meant to do." Her mother
contacted me shortly thereafter... She and her daughter were coming back to Phoenix for a weekend, and they (both) hoped that we could all get together. I was so touched, that they asked if they could stop by the house, that as the rest of the weekend there
would be lots of people around... that it would be nice for the 3 of us to have a bit of time to sit and chat. I was so honored, that this was their desire that I was near speachless! The thought that Terry "had" to ask if it would be okay was rather silly
to me... she'd been here a gazillion times over the years! Of course they were welcome! Any time, and always!
When it was suggested that Saturday morning would work for them, I feared that the doorbell may ring before I crawled out of bed, but certainly agreed to Sat. morn. The noon hour came and went, and while I had no plans to go anywhere, I began to wonder...
I was thrilled when the phone rang in the afternoon, and Terry asked if I was free, that they had some time and would stop by!
Much to my joy, we sat for an hour, give or take, and caught up on life in general... There were lots of hugs, and stories about families... Terry's grandsons are becoming young men now... where does the time go? (Seems that kids grow up so young these days!)
However did my high school aged client end up with two sons in just a few years? I remember as if it were yesterday... (or my dementia is kicking in!)
It was meant to be... We had sort of lost touch, until I read Barb's blog, and posted that comment... and then to find out that they would be here in town soon! Thanks so much for making time for me! It was certainly a pleasure to spend even that little
bit of time together, again!
Be happy, be healthy, be (just a little bit) crazy! Luv ya both! Be well, Terry and Barb, and remember me fondly... as I do you both!