Thursday, January 26, 2012

anecdote #224 - hygienist

when I was a teen and scared of pain
she looked at my chapped lips
with a compassion I wished Jesus had.
she asked to balm my lips and
rubbed in soothing with a tenderness
of touch I'd never felt.


Lodo Grdzak said...

Ooooh. That's kind of hot visual. Wait!--how old were you again?

Pearl said...

ew. doesn't matter really.

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

How lovely! (I don't get any 'ew' factor, just the kindness and sensitivty.)