11 HUGS, 5 children, 3 adults
Twice now I have passed by an opportunity to hug a friend’s husband who questioned why I decided to write this blog. I made it a mission to hug him the next time I saw him. That opportunity presented itself in a very unexpected way. After leaving their house last night his question wasn’t “why is she writing the blog?” instead it was, “why didn’t she hug me?” Hmm..I think I have a converter. Welcome to the bright side my friend, welcome.
On another note, I had a conversation today with a male family member who brought up a concern they have about being able to unabashedly hug the way that I have been. This is the second time I have heard this concern. Is it easier for me as a woman to hug without coming across as “creepy”? Or, is it all in the way I present myself to others? If a man were to allow themselves to become completely vulnerable and open to others when requesting the hug would it really be any different from my experiences? Anyone know a man who would be up for a challenge?
Please accept this blog as my virtual hug to you.