I have been so wrapped up in the fear that people will reject my hugs if I see them on a regular enough basis that I never stopped to anticipate the other side to that. Let me explain. That first hug, it’s great. It’s new. It’s so thoughtful and caring. Those next few hugs are great but I worried that people would think I was trying to prove something as opposed to still offering up a no strings attached, caring hug. Then, after that I worried about people rejecting me. What if they felt an obligation to my hugs? I wouldn’t want obligation hugs!
The other side of that fear? What if…stay with me here…people actually like it? *gasp* What if they actually look forward to the times that they will see me? What would that do to my fear? I’ll tell you what. It will have no where to settle. I know that because this morning, it had no where to settle. I found myself grinning ear to ear on my way to pick up my weekly veggies. Instead of anxiety I was overcome with anticipation. I was excited to see these new friends that I have been making week after week. I couldn’t wait to give them hugs. What a surprising turn of events for me. But really, how could I have not seen that coming?
Please accept this blog as my virtual hug to you.