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yard, keeping the feeders filled seems to work best.”
“That makes sense,” Margaret agreed.
“Isn’t it amazing how watching something that simple can help a person relax and forget all their troubles, even if only for a few minutes?”
“Jah. My husband often says it’s a shame more people don’t take the time to stop and look at a pretty sunset or observe God’s creatures that are here for our enjoyment.”
Leah smiled. “He’s right about that. A lot of times the beauty God’s given us goes unnoticed.”
“It’s good to know you’re not one of those people,” Margaret said. “The world would be a lot better place if folks just slowed down and uncomplicated life a bit.”
“It could certainly be good therapy. I know it is for me.”
As Leah began working, she found several sore spots on Margaret’s left foot. Moving to the right foot, she uncovered more tender areas, which she pressure-pointed and massaged. “The areas I worked on that were so tender are related to your back,” Leah explained, “so I’m hoping I was able to open the pathways and offer you some relief.”
When Leah finished, Margaret put her shoes on and stood. Walking around the room for a bit, she smiled and said, “Danki, Leah. My back feels much better than it did when I first got here.”
Leah smiled. “I’m glad it helped, but you may want to take it easy for the rest of the day, and if your back begins to hurt again, be sure to ice it for a while.”
Margaret placed some money in the jar and gave Leah a hug. “What you do here in this room is a good thing, and I hope you won’t ever quit, because you’ve helped many people.”
Leah was pleased to hear that. It was a reminder that she was using the ability God had given her to help others, and that was reward enough. Too bad people like Adam didn’t appreciate or believe in reflexology.
Well, to each his own,
Leah thought after Margaret said good-bye and went upstairs.
I don’t know why I’m thinking about Adam right now, because I certainly don’t need his approval.
Leah glanced at her appointment book and realized that she didn’t have anyone else scheduled for the rest of the day. Maybe this would be a good time to sit outside, enjoy the sunshine, and get a little reading done. She’d started a new novel set in the Old West the other day but had only read the first two chapters. Most days she was too busy to read, and by the time she went to bed at night, Leah was so tired she couldn’t keep her eyes open.
After putting away her massage lotion and washing up, Leah went upstairs. She found Mom in the kitchen, peeling potatoes at the sink. “It’s only four o’clock,” Leah said, glancing at the clock on the far wall.
“Are you starting supper already?”
“Just thought I’d get the potatoes peeled and cut; then I’ll put them in a kettle with cold water till it’s time to start cooking.” Mom smiled at Leah. “How’d it go with Margaret? She looked quite relaxed when she came upstairs.”
“She said her back felt better after I worked on her feet, so with less pain to deal with, I’m sure that’s why she was relaxed.” Leah took a pitcher of iced tea from the refrigerator and opened the cupboard where the glasses were kept. “Would you like some iced tea, Mom?”
“Maybe later,” Mom replied. “Right now I just want to finish this.”
“I was going outside to read awhile,” Leah said, “but if you need my help with supper, it can wait.”
Mom shook her head. “You go ahead. I can manage. Besides, there aren’t many potatoes left to peel.”
“Okay then, call me if you need anything.” Leah poured herself some tea and put the container back in the refrigerator. Taking her book from the drawer where she’d put it the other day, she went out the back door.
Leah had just seated herself on the porch when a hummingbird zoomed in. At first it hovered above the book she held. Then it flew right over her head and found its
“That makes sense,” Margaret agreed.
“Isn’t it amazing how watching something that simple can help a person relax and forget all their troubles, even if only for a few minutes?”
“Jah. My husband often says it’s a shame more people don’t take the time to stop and look at a pretty sunset or observe God’s creatures that are here for our enjoyment.”
Leah smiled. “He’s right about that. A lot of times the beauty God’s given us goes unnoticed.”
“It’s good to know you’re not one of those people,” Margaret said. “The world would be a lot better place if folks just slowed down and uncomplicated life a bit.”
“It could certainly be good therapy. I know it is for me.”
As Leah began working, she found several sore spots on Margaret’s left foot. Moving to the right foot, she uncovered more tender areas, which she pressure-pointed and massaged. “The areas I worked on that were so tender are related to your back,” Leah explained, “so I’m hoping I was able to open the pathways and offer you some relief.”
When Leah finished, Margaret put her shoes on and stood. Walking around the room for a bit, she smiled and said, “Danki, Leah. My back feels much better than it did when I first got here.”
Leah smiled. “I’m glad it helped, but you may want to take it easy for the rest of the day, and if your back begins to hurt again, be sure to ice it for a while.”
Margaret placed some money in the jar and gave Leah a hug. “What you do here in this room is a good thing, and I hope you won’t ever quit, because you’ve helped many people.”
Leah was pleased to hear that. It was a reminder that she was using the ability God had given her to help others, and that was reward enough. Too bad people like Adam didn’t appreciate or believe in reflexology.
Well, to each his own,
Leah thought after Margaret said good-bye and went upstairs.
I don’t know why I’m thinking about Adam right now, because I certainly don’t need his approval.
Leah glanced at her appointment book and realized that she didn’t have anyone else scheduled for the rest of the day. Maybe this would be a good time to sit outside, enjoy the sunshine, and get a little reading done. She’d started a new novel set in the Old West the other day but had only read the first two chapters. Most days she was too busy to read, and by the time she went to bed at night, Leah was so tired she couldn’t keep her eyes open.
After putting away her massage lotion and washing up, Leah went upstairs. She found Mom in the kitchen, peeling potatoes at the sink. “It’s only four o’clock,” Leah said, glancing at the clock on the far wall.
“Are you starting supper already?”
“Just thought I’d get the potatoes peeled and cut; then I’ll put them in a kettle with cold water till it’s time to start cooking.” Mom smiled at Leah. “How’d it go with Margaret? She looked quite relaxed when she came upstairs.”
“She said her back felt better after I worked on her feet, so with less pain to deal with, I’m sure that’s why she was relaxed.” Leah took a pitcher of iced tea from the refrigerator and opened the cupboard where the glasses were kept. “Would you like some iced tea, Mom?”
“Maybe later,” Mom replied. “Right now I just want to finish this.”
“I was going outside to read awhile,” Leah said, “but if you need my help with supper, it can wait.”
Mom shook her head. “You go ahead. I can manage. Besides, there aren’t many potatoes left to peel.”
“Okay then, call me if you need anything.” Leah poured herself some tea and put the container back in the refrigerator. Taking her book from the drawer where she’d put it the other day, she went out the back door.
Leah had just seated herself on the porch when a hummingbird zoomed in. At first it hovered above the book she held. Then it flew right over her head and found its
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