Something happened yesterday that-I’ll never experience and I’m sharing to remind others of how much you take for granted.
Several years ago,my daughter was the receptionist at the massage studio I was at.
Yesterday she recognized the distinctive voice of a client at the check out line of the store.
She hasn’t seen him in years but she instantly recognized his voice.

As a deaf person,I’m always amazed and a bit perplexed when people tell me how much my son sounds like my husband or ask about my “accent” because I really can’t distinguish voices.

Recently while standing several feet behind someone, they recognized my own voice when they overheard my reply to another lady.
I was surprised when she said ” I’ll know your voice anywhere”

It’s made me wonder what it would feel like to know the voices of people but I’m sure of one thing-I know the body.
If I’ve ever massaged a person, I’ll always remember their body.
I may forget what they’ve said,what they’ve done,but I’ll remember the body I’ve touched.
That’s the voice I know

By jeannasoul

I'm a woman that is absolutely in love with life....I'm doing what I love to do-as a massage therapist,a writer,a seeker of all that touches my soul and lifts my body.
I find great pleasure in the midst of chaos, in time with nature and kindred spirits.
I love the wisdom and clarity of Paulo Coelho, the music that makes me dance, and being present with the person I'm with.
I write to fulfill my soul and, hopefully, to touch others.

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