I guess I am a hugger.
I don’t really know that I always was, although growing up my mom was definitely huggy.
I guess it rubbed off on me.
Hugs from my family make me the happiest I could ever possibly be.
It’s kind of like…nothing else really matters.
It makes me feel content.
It makes my heart melt.
It makes me so happy.
I know not everyone feels this way, so I try to hold it in when I am around certain people.
(not mentioning any names)
But if anyone from my family is in the near vicinity of me…look out.
Happy Friday everyone!
Now go hug someone.