(I walked across the street in the rain and gave my dear friend and neighbor my first hug of the day.) You'd Better Watch Out ... I've become a hugger. I've not always been one. I was once shy and undemonstrative, But when Jack died, I learned again The caring comfort of being Gently embraced. It's easier now since I'm Older, because my hugs are less Likely to be misunderstood. I'm a gray, gushing grandma after all. And so a day barely goes by that I haven't hugged someone: A former preschool mom at Hobby Lobby, Two cashiers I've come to love At Walmart, A sobbing widower, A friend standing in line at A viewing, A jogger in the middle of the street, A vet on Veteran's Day, My neighbor having a sad moment. These hugs have become part of Who I am, So if you see me coming, you'd Better be prepared, Or else run the other way. |