love is the hug i’m thinking of.

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sitting in my car at a stop sign on my way to school,  i saw a father walk his pre-teen son out to the bus stop at the end of their driveway. i watched as father and son turned towards each other and embraced full-on into an uninhibited mutual hug. thought about this boy, and his father, heading off to begin each of their days, with everything they could possibly need. 

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I have a present for you, but I need to borrow your arms for wrapping paper.  ~Author Unknown

 

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  1. The picture you have on this post is spectacular. The quote about the need for someone’s arms a wrapping paper. But what I wanted to say was that I have a twelve year old girl who decided many yeears ago that she wants a hug a different times: in the morning when she wakes up, in the middle of the afternoon; in the evening, and … anytime she is sad. Its amazing what a hug is about. Good post. T

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  2. I watched a mother tickle her young daughter while in line at the grocery store. Many giggles, tickling, and hugs ensued, and then they paid their bill and were off to other adventures. I smiled for a long time afterwards.

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