The hugs of a child
Sep 30th, 2005 by Accidental Thinker
What is it about a well timed hug that can do wonders for your mood?
My kids give the best hugs. Noah squeezes me tight around my neck, then pulls his head away, looks me in the eyes, and plays gently with my hair. He loves to play with my hair and there is no better feeling in the world. Maia curls up next to me on the couch in a perfect fit and rests her head on my shoulder, or sometimes leans her face against mine, while we quietly watch TV together. Very different, but both very special in their own way. I got both kinds of hugs tonight. They are always there for the giving, just when I need them. But then again, is there ever a time when you don’t need a hug from your kids? I don’t take nearly the time that I should to appreciate those bonding moments.
I’m always amazed at how my kids are so quick to forgive all the times I play the part of the drill sergeant parent and get cranky and short with them out of frustration. Those freely given hugs make me feel good, but a little guilty too because I’m not always sure I’ve earned them. Regardless, I’m sure going to enjoy them, and work a little harder to deserve those sweet embraces from my children.
Hugs are always better from your kids. I don’t have children, so I’ll
have to settle for second-best hugs, I guess. Now I just need someone
to hug. LOL
Somehow I think you deserve those sweet embraces we all enjoy! 😉
Ah, how good the memories of hugs from the little ones! Thanks!
Hugs never get old. I love them from my teenagers to, but they aren’t
as free with them as they were when they were little. Hubby hugs are
wonderful too.