My youngest, who is this 6’-I’ve-lost-count and built like a power lifer isn’t a hugger. Man, he’d be such a good one too. But he’s not.
He doesn’t even like physical touch other than the occasional fist bump and tapping on one of your shoulders while he stands by the other one. 🙄
But he knew last night was a night for me. And getting through this shift would be a challenge. He thoughtfully checked on me multiple times tonight, and at one point came up to me and said he needed the unthinkable…a hug.
I didn’t ask any questions as I stood there frozen trying with all my might to contain my excitement. And I didn’t. I straight up turned into Hiro and went in like my life depending on it. I completely sank into him like he had been away at war this whole time and the army finally gave me back my little boy.
It was a form of therapy I didn’t see coming. But man, am I gonna hold onto that moment tightly for days to come.
But he knew last night was a night for me. And getting through this shift would be a challenge. He thoughtfully checked on me multiple times tonight, and at one point came up to me and said he needed the unthinkable…a hug.
I didn’t ask any questions as I stood there frozen trying with all my might to contain my excitement. And I didn’t. I straight up turned into Hiro and went in like my life depending on it. I completely sank into him like he had been away at war this whole time and the army finally gave me back my little boy.
It was a form of therapy I didn’t see coming. But man, am I gonna hold onto that moment tightly for days to come.
46-50, F
