Oh boy. I am thinking the photographer from the News and Observer didn’t know quite what to make of me. In a good way (I hope.) I am pretty sure he is used to being simply an observer not a participant. Little did he know that that is just not acceptable to me. Not only did I hug him, but I wanted to share today’s experience with all of you so I even took a picture of him. (and one of my Little Gym friends) In the meantime each of us at karate class took turns asking him questions and getting to know him. He became a temporary karate “family” member. We welcomed him with open arms (literally).
A lot of times we think of people in terms of their title and treat them differently. I am guilty of this. In the past I have viewed my physicians as my Doctors. These are not people to engage in conversation with, they are there to provide clinical diagnoses. I have viewed Presidents of large companies as more important than me so why would they be interested in what I have to say. I have viewed police and firemen as too busy to care to hold a conversation with me. Even at the beginning of this year I hesitated hugging my therapist. Was I allowed to hug my therapist? The answer to that question is I don’t know. I still don’t know if it is appropriate. But, whose rule would that be anyway? Perhaps it is a rule they need to abide by although I doubt it because every time I asked she said yes. The only one imposing “rules” on others was me. I love people. I want to hug people. I want to get to know them and allow them to get to know me.
Please accept this blog as my virtual hug to you.