The Day the Shoulder Rubs Stopped
Language: en
For ten whole years, my husband insisted on giving me a shoulder massage before bed. He gave me a terrible habit: without a shoulder rub, I couldn't fall asleep. Recently, however, he stopped. When I asked him for a quick massage, he brushed me off. "Your shoulders are too thick and tense. I can't even press down. Stop making things difficult for me." Our nine-year-old son laughed from the side. "Daddy's subtext is that you're too ugly now, Mom. He doesn't want to touch you." My husband didn't correct him. Instead, he let out a stifled chuckle. I stayed awake all night. When morning came,…