Tan Angel
My time at Sandy Beaches is almost up and it has certainly been an adventure! Take yesterday for instance. A customer, I'll call her K, came into the store in tears. I had met her only once before, but I immediately leapt up from my seat, and came around the counter to hug her. I'm no stranger to tears. And hugs usually don't hurt. She confided in me that she had found out sad news about many of her friends recently. Her husband is also seriously ill and she feels like everyone around her is dying. She is also seriously worried about her son. I listened as best I could as other customers came in and out of the store to tan. I had nothing profound to say. I cannot understand her struggle, but I can imagine. I finally set her up in her tanning bed and on her way out she stopped again to talk to me. She told me I was a blessing to her. She told me she sees caring and love in my eyes, to the point where my eyelids are white (what?). She told ...