11 HUGS, 4 children, 4 adults (1 husband, 3 neighborhood friends)
Sometimes the friendliest, strongest people we know need our hugs most. You know the ones, always letting us know that everything is great. Even during some of their toughest hours the most we can get out of them is, “it’s hard, but I am getting through.” I heard from one of those women today. I admire her strength and she always has a carefree attitude. She is a neighbor that I have been playing phone tag with all summer. We keep trying to get together for a play date, but something always comes up. When we finally talked today she was feeling overwhelmed and I listened as she ranted on the phone for at least 15 minutes. She kept apologizing letting me know that it wasn’t like her to be like this. I let her know that it was an honor that she trusted me enough to share her difficulties. Then, like a good friend, I invited her over to relax, take a load off and enjoy a Bloody Mary with another neighbor and me. I hope that after a little alcohol, some girl talk and a few hugs her day was a little less stressful and a lot more joyful.
Please accept this blog as my virtual hug to you.