music to my ears

i worked as a cocktail waitress for a few years in my playful twenties, and to this day, can still say, it was the job most fit for me. i pranced around the same lounge for three years and acted as if i owned the place, treating every guest as a dear friend or a past lover. anything my guests desired…..whether it be a pillow for their back or a dish not quite on the menu, their wish was my command. 

i came to know my guests quite well. began to think of them as family. i served as a psychologists for many, a long lost daughter for others, the one that got away for some and just a friendly smile for all who entered. learning life stories, familial trails and tribulations, breakup's and makeup's were some of the many joys of my job. i spent holidays with my guest, attended weddings and baby showers, received gifts from then and was welcomed into many of their homes. they enabled my smile to become a permanent fixture within the restaurant. the love for my job and my never-ending happiness was so apparent, that guests often knew i was working cause my laugh could be heard echoing throughout the compound. 

i was walking through the streets of bondi today, heading to visit stephanie at her boutique. when i entered her shop, she said she knew i was coming because she heard my laugh down the way.

my eyes watered. those familiar words sounded so foreign to me, i hadn't heard them in well over a year. to be honest, i hadn't been this happy in over a year. 

xoxo - ShannonSmile