Hugs Not Drugs
Before we left for Denny's, Anna ran into a friend outside. She was with a guy, who appeared to be her boyfriend. Anna asked him for a hug. He obliged. Then, she raved about what a great hugger he was. She told me to hug him. I hadn't even been introduced, but she was so persistent about it. So we hugged, and BOY, DID WE HUG! He squeezed me like he loved me. I wish I could hire that guy to give me hugs when I need them. Or perhaps I should learn to hug like that myself and then teach others.