Who doesn't love a good massage? I think that's why I've always wanted to be a Massage Therapist.  At an early age, maybe at 8 years old, it started with both my Grandmothers. Each one I think was setting me up for this. Grandma Betty, always bribing me with a quarter to rub her back, and she knew I wanted that quarter to play at the arcade.  Grandma Nancy, giving me the best facial massages and realizing how much stress we actually hold in our face. She used to teach me how to do simple exercises including hand and finger exercises. Who knew 30 years later that would come in handy! See the pun I just did there. Haha! So yes, 30 years later I've become what I've always wanted to do. My heart tells me that my Grandmothers would be so proud of me, and I bet they both wish they were still here on Earth to get a great massage from their loving granddaughter.