5 HUGS, 2 children, 3 adults (1 husband, 1 waste disposal employee, 1 Lowe’s Foods employee)
Many people that don’t know me are skeptical when I ask for a hug. Once I reveal my true intentions (you know, to get a hug. Period. End of story.), the hesitation drops from their faces and a smile takes it’s place. That brief moment between the hesitation and the smile sometimes rattles me so bad that I can feel my hands start to shake. I begin thinking, “oh man. they don’t want to hug me. they are offended and/or disgusted with me.” Then, when the smile begins to take form, a warmth runs through my body. It begins in my heart until it reaches out to to the tips of my fingers and straight through my toes. It is a warmth so full of joy that it makes me feel like dancing.
It is still frightening each time I am in a position to ask for a hug from a new friend. All it takes is to remember that potential smile I may receive and the words are out before I even have a chance to react. “May I give you a hug?” It seems a simple enough request but the impact is extraordinary.
Please accept this blog as my virtual hug to you.