12 HUGS, 3 children, 1 6-month old (6 months, already!), 4 adults (1 husband, 1 neighborhood friend, 1 grade school friend, 1 waitress at Chosunok) **If you are new to my blog, let me clarify my hug numbers as I realize they don’t always add up. I count hugs from my family once, but anyone else I count each hug I get from them. Today I hugged both of my friends 3 times each. I was feeling super lovey.)**
A few months ago my girlfriend introduced me to Korean food (On Day 88 remember? I ate fish eyes…). Since then I have pretty much craved it every day (the food, not the eyes). Today one of my wonderful neighbors watched my kids so that I could spend time with my girlfriend. Of course I demanded to have Korean food as the restaurant is minutes from her house. It was great to be able to catch up with her and smother her precious little 6 month old without the distraction (and jealousy) of my own kids.
After I finished paying for lunch, I walked up to our waitress and without a moments hesitation asked her for a hug. I was a little surprised by my comfort level in asking her for a hug. Was it because I had a great hug experience in this restaurant before? Was it because I have now had almost 200 days of practice in asking for hugs? Maybe, but I think it actually had more to do with the extraordinary dining experience she created for us. I felt invited into her “home” as she catered to our every need not out of obligation but out of desire to make us feel welcome. She offered us a cozy atmosphere and her best food. Of course I hugged her, I always thank my hosts that way.
Please accept this blog as my virtual hug to you.