05/09/2026
Strawberry 🍓 fields forever
Today a nurse came in for a massage with a tiny strawberry tattoo on her arm.
I asked if I could take a picture of it during her session, and she said yes.
Lately I’ve realized I love noticing the pieces of art people carry on their skin. It’s become part of my days in the treatment room small glimpses into someone’s story.
She was young, overworked, carrying so much tension in her neck and back. The kind that settles into the body after long night shifts of caring for everyone else.
By the end of her session, her shoulders had softened, her breathing slowed, and she left with a lighter smile on her face.
The strawberry is proof she was here this weekend.
And I was grateful to help her feel good in her body again. ✨