9 HUGS, 2 children, 4 adults (1 husband, 3 neighborhood friends)
Who is the we you ask? (You didn’t ask? I am going to tell you anyway.) 2 of my dear friends from the neighborhood. A 3rd neighborhood friend was watching my children so I could enjoy this delicious meal. Have I mentioned before that I love my neighborhood? Oh, only a gazillion times? Ok. I’ll move on.
One of the things I had hoped to accomplish with my year of hugs was to become comfortable hugging my friends again. Not just when they needed it, but when I greeted them and when I left them again. This is so important to me because I want them to know how I feel every time I am with them. A hug tells them I am thankful for their friendship without the awkward words. It also tells them I will be thinking of them and look forward to the next time we are together. Today was proof that I have accomplished this. I hugged each one of these friends upon seeing them, upon leaving them, and especially in appreciation for the wonderful lunch we shared. A friend once asked if these hugs would stop when my year was up. Now I am not sure I would know how.
Please accept this blog as my virtual hug to you.