Day 6 of my 365 quest to be an acceptor of hugs, and there is still only one huggee on my list. Seems kind of sad doesn't it? My weekend was spent deep cleaning my carpets and reflecting about what type of hugger I want to become. Which might be even sadder than I initially thought.
Do I go in side armed, pat the back, rub the back, arms on top, arms through their armpits? How long do you hold the hug? Do you let go first? Was it good for them? Do you talk about it when you're done?
Yes, all these thoughts run through my mind at hugging time. I want to hug with a purpose. I want my hugs to count.
Sunday evening, I had dinner and drinks with some good friends and got into a really good discussion. One that has led me to believe, I'm not alone. There are others out there that aren't huggers. Sure, they may take a hug when it's offered and give an occasional hug to the right recipient, but they're just as awkward about it. Said friends expected no hugs of me upon arriving or leaving, which is how I know they're good friends...and possibly not huggers either.
*Disclaimer: Those of you that do make me hug are still considered good friends.
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