7 HUGS, 2 children, 5 adults (1 husband, 1 employee at Strawberry Farm, 1 grandma I met at Lowe’s Home Improvement, 1 employee at Lowe’s HI, 1 dream burglar)
My day of hugs started while I was sleeping last night. I had a dream that I hugged a burglar. I was taking care of a friend’s house, it was late at night and just as I turned off the alarm the burglar entered the house. I hit the panic button and realizing that the police were on their way the burglar struck up a conversation with me. I felt such pity for him because he didn’t want this kind of a lifestyle. So, as the sirens were wailing in the background and I knew I wouldn’t have a chance when they showed up, I asked him for a hug. He gratefully accepted and we hugged. Then, I woke up. I hope this isn’t someone’s way of telling me I am becoming a little obsessive about this hug thing. Anyway, I’ve included that in my hug count for the day. Hmmm…obsessive might be a fitting word.
It’s easier to hug someone when they have done something obvious for me. Such as a cashier that rings up my purchases or an employee who helps me find what I am looking for. Today, I encountered an incredibly friendly woman outside in the garden center at Lowe’s who struck up a conversation with me about my boys. She was so warm and spoke with the boys in the way that a grandmother does. She confirmed that she was when I asked. She continued to speak to my children so lovingly that I just had to ask her for a hug. Even the friendly ones seem to be a little taken aback by my request. I understand. It is not the custom around here to invade personal space. But, she allowed the invasion and I let her know that I hoped she had a great Mother’s Day. I left feeling hopeful that her day was brighter despite the rain beginning to fall.
Please accept this blog as my virtual hug to you.