According to my west coast brother, today is "Hug Your Sweetheart Day." I think it should be broadened to "Hug Somebody Day." It's also "National Sponge Cake Day" but I'm trying to cut back on desserts so I'll skip that one. I think hugs are universal, eons old, and an amazing way to share emotions. I can imagine a cave woman giving her mate a big hug when he brings home some game for the family cooking pot, or an equally big hug when he comes home empty handed. By the way, cooking pots have been around since prehistoric times. There's nothing better than a hug when things aren't going well, but they're equally effective when you're filled to overflowing with joy about something. I am very blessed that I grew up in a family of huggers. Before school, after school, before bed; any time was a good time for a hug. Aunts, uncles, cousins, we all hugged. But not everyone wants to be hugged. I never saw my first husband and his mother hug. They shook hands. I have one grandchild who prefers not to hug and three who will hug me any time they see me. I try to respect people's space and never inflict a hug where not wanted, but, believe me, when someone opens their arms to me, I am right there ready for that hug. I hope it's the same for you. So don't just sit there reading this silly blog. Get up off your chair and go hug somebody close to you.
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