8 HUGS, 2 children, 6 adults (1 Husband, 2 neighborhood friends, 1 postal worker, 2 Little Gym employees)
I need to say a BIG THANK YOU to my annoyingly motivated neighbor. If it weren’t for her determination to get in shape and kick my butt in gear too, I wouldn’t have received half the hugs that I got today. Was I complaining the whole 4 mile walk? yes. Did I want to give up half way through? yes. Am I glad that she pushed me to keep going? *reluctantly hanging head* yes. Not only did I get great exercise, I got 3 hugs on the walk AND great conversation. Turns out it was a pretty good way to turn my day around.
The hug opportunity that I am most grateful for is the postal worker’s hug. I have gotten to know her a little over the past few years. Today, she waited as we were walking down the road. She expressed how she wishes she could still push her babies around in a stroller. She then let us know that her son is moving out tomorrow and her daughter was thoughtful enough to buy her a nice card. She looked to be in tears as she was sharing this. I was so moved because it hurts my heart to think of the days when my babies will be leaving the nest. I knew she needed a hug, so I made my way over someone’s plants (sorry for your plants) and gave her a big squeeze. A mother to mother squeeze. I congratulated her on her mothering capabilities to provide enough for them to be on their own. I know I can’t take away the pain of losing a piece of yourself, but I hope I found a way to ease it a little.
Please accept this blog as my virtual hug to you.