As a bit of a belated birthday gift,
I surprised my mother with a facial today. I knew she had never had one, wouldn’t
go for it, and may even put up a fuss…and I was right. It’s a good thing I
simply told her that I was taking her somewhere and that she needed to be at my
house and ready to go by 9:45 am. The facial was scheduled for 10:00am. This
particular facial included a pampering massage of the chest, arms, hands, and
feet along with all of the other amazing things that will be done to your face.
Once we arrived, I warned her that she might fall asleep and she might drool,
it’s okay…it happens to the best of us! Hesitantly, she followed the specialist
back to the magical room of rest and relaxation. After about an hour, she reappeared…slowly walking down
the hall as if she were in a drunken stupor. It was quite a sight to see, and
when she finally reached the waiting area where I was sitting and snickering at
her, she simply said, “ahhhh.” I asked her how it was, she loved it of course
and then said something that was a bit unnerving to me, “The whole time I was
in there, I was thinking why me? This shouldn’t
be happening to me.” I reassured her
that yes, it should, she deserved it, and she should do things for herself more
often. I thought about this comment all day, of course, letting it stew and
grow and raise my anxiety…yeah, I have a difficult time letting things go, just
ask my husband…stop judging! Anyway, I began to wonder how many other women,
especially from my mother’s generation, feel so undeserving of a little bit of
pampering? My mother has worked since
her young teenage years, earned a BA and then MA in the teaching profession, successfully
raised 3 amazing children (the third one being most amazing), put those same
three children through college, taught
hundreds of children, and adults alike to read, write, count, listen, and become
successful and productive citizens, stayed faithful in her 40+ year marriage to
my father, nurtured countless sick
animals back to health on her farm, and cooked meals and hand-washed dishes
every single day for those 40+ years that she’s been married. She has hosted
numerous birthdays, Christmas celebrations, Thanksgivings and Easters at her
house. She has trudged her way through snow, mud, and thunderstorms every
single day to feed and water all of the horses, cats, dogs, goats and every
other animal that one of her three children left behind when they went off to
college…and throughout all of this, I don’t remember a complaint. And she doesn’t think she deserves an hour
long facial? To that I say...What the
Hell?
I think that so many
women have let themselves become oblivious to their own needs. No, a facial isn’t
necessarily a NEED, but time to
reflect upon your day, or your week, is a need. I think that it’s good to sit
back and think about yourself once in a while, or often, whatever you feel fit!
Personally, I haven’t yet let myself
get to the point where I believe that I’m undeserving, if I don’t get my
monthly, or at very minimum my bi-monthly pedicure I turn into the mommy and
wife from hell. I think that as women, we do a lot, and the majority of the “a
lot” is for other people. Some people need the care, some people expect the
care, and others just simply demand the care, any way you want to look at it,
much of what so many women do is for someone other than herself. So women…go
ahead, take a friend, or go by yourself…go for a silent walk in the woods, but
don’t take the stroller. Go for a drive, but turn off the kid music. Go have
some dessert and drinks, and don’t take your husband. And for heaven’s sake, go
get a damn facial once in a while…you deserve it!
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