Hugs

I love hugs.  Proper hugs.  Not the fake, superficial kind of hugs but good, full-frontal, squeeze-me-tight-and-show-me-that-you-care hugs.  Love those.

I come from a hugging culture.  Where I grew up everyone hugged everyone all the time.  In some countries, people shake hands but where I'm from, people hug.  At least my generation do.  The older ones probably shake hands.  But I hug.  And I miss it.  And I miss living in a place where hugging is commonplace and hugs are given, received and exchanged on a regular basis.

So next time you see me, hug me tight & show me that you care.