I have a tiny story to relay because it will make you happy. It's not my story; it's Melody's. Melody is a talented RMT at the place I sometimes go to for my favourite thing in the world (massage!). We were talking about the power of massage among certain groups of people, and she told that when she lived in London, Ontario, she used to go into nursing homes to give massages. Someone at one of the homes recommended that she go into the room of a particular 95-year-old lady to see if she would like one. Here's what happened, as per Melody:
"I went in and offered to massage her, and she said, 'No way! Don't touch me!' So I asked her if I could just sit with her and chat, and she was okay with that. After a while, I noticed one of those wire head massagers sitting on her bookshelf. I asked her if she ever used it. 'Well,' she said, "My daughter sometimes does that for me.' I asked if I could try it out on her. She allowed me to.
After ten minutes, she began purring. So I asked her if I could attend to other parts of her body. She said, 'Honey, you can do anything you want to me.'"
Isn't that a pretty great story? I like picturing it.