A time to Hug...

Physical touch is a powerful way to communicate. Many people would even say it is their love language. You can change someones mood by simply touching a hand, a cheek, a shoulder.

It's true!

I walk into the entrance of my home. "Look Out" she squeals as she runs toward me, arms wide open. "Gotcha!" I feel my littlest beauty and her tiny arms wrap around my waist and I kiss the top of her head.

To be embraced with a hug every morning is a gift in and of itself.

What a privilege.

It makes me remember a particular conversation in which I confessed... I love to hug.

I also confessed I didn't care if my recipients did not.

These are the ones I find true enjoyment holding onto.

It's fun to make them squirm as I encircled them with my grip. You can always tell they want to let go, but I just hold on.

Nothing wrong with passing on a little love, right?

Possibly being a little mischievous in the process?

I like hugs, what can I say?

I like to give them. Receive them.

Tight squeezes. Arms wrapped securely.

They are a free gift. Inexpensive. One size fits all.

If you don't believe me, let me give you a little love squeeze.

My arms are open.

Just sharing the love!

Today marks my 50th blog post, for all of you who have read 1 or 50..... HUGS ALL AROUND!

You inspire me to keep going!