8 HUGS, 2 children, 6 adults
While out running errands after a rough start to my morning, I lost my way to the local farm where I buy produce. Feeling very frustrated I decided to try one more road and then call it quits and go home. On this road was an older man who waved to me as I drove by. That friendly gesture encouraged me to stop and ask him for directions. He didn’t know how to get there but told me to stop at the local paint store and they would be happy to help me. I thanked him, but as I was driving away I decided I just didn’t want to have to make that extra stop, so I was going to head home.
As I passed by this local paint store, something called to me. I had to smile as I entered the store. In the back were 4 men probably in their 50s and 60s sitting around talking. It reminded me of the barbershops you see in movies with the men sitting in a rough circle shooting the breeze and just chilling out. I asked them for directions and one of them pulls out a map (a map! how cute) and shows me which roads I need to take to get there. I thanked him and asked him for a hug. When I asked if the guys in the back would like hugs too, he said he expected they would. As I was giving out hugs, one of them asked, “what did we do to deserve this?” I told him I just like giving hugs and hoped that it would help to brighten their days. The responses were: “well, it certainly couldn’t hurt” and “I like that you like them”. They were such gentlemen and I hope that after I left their next conversation of choice was hugs.
As I was making the last turn onto the road where the farm was I realized I had turned around at this exact spot. If I had only traveled 1 more mile down the road I would have been there. I don’t know, call it what you will, but I believe I was meant to be at that store at that moment asking for directions.
Please accept this blog as my virtual hug to you.