Unexpected Healing

When you think about it... Hugs are a simple thing.

Eyes catch the glance of another. We move toward one another. Heads move to one side, arms wrap, holding close for a brief second or more.

Words may follow….

“It’s so good to see you.”

“I’m so sorry for your loss.”

“I missed you so much!”

“You got this.”

 “I love you.”

 “Thank you.”

Or not…

The hug may have said it all.

Then the pull apart—

a step back,

arms slide down to cradle hands,

or just letting go.

And if the emotion is high, this simple act may be repeated

 with copious amounts of tears,

unbridled laughter, (sometimes both at the same time),

or simply silence.  

I’ve had a variety of hugs this week.

·      The “Quick man-hug-with-a-quick-squeeze-tap-on-the-back-and-grunt-hug.”

·      The “Leaning-over-while-your-9-year-old-grandchild-backs-into-your-leg-hug.”

·      The “Exhale-into-someone’s-arms-as-if-you’d-been-waiting-forever-hug.”

·      The “You-make-me-feel-safe-hug.”

·      The “I-just-need-to-be-held-and-we’re-gonna-get-through-this-lingering-hug.”

No Venmo, tapping on the screen, or reaching into your wallet is needed. Maybe that’s what makes them so precious. It is the gift of another person wanting to be close to another and connection.

This week, on a walk to shake off the day, my husband and I headed to a park.

Acres of open grass gave us breathing space.

The breeze brushed by and through us, taking heaviness with it.

The colors were extraordinary.

Heading to our car, we passed by a group of locals setting up a table. The joy on the children’s faces caught my eye. I didn't realize I was going to get a gift.

Then I saw the sign, “FREE HUGS.”

Without hesitation, I walked over to the little girl and her parents, eyes welling up a bit.

"This is so nice, " I said, leaning in for a brief side hug, "You made my day."

I thanked her and told her that her smile and hug made everything a little bit better, and to keep being the kind, and wonderful girl that she is.

I have thought of this girl often this week. Giving what she could, a smile and a hug.

Maybe a hug can be the viral gift of the season.

The world needs more hugs right now, don't we?

I leave you with a Haiku for this Poetry Friday.

Sunset light sets leaves ablaze.

Hanging like ripe fruit,

ready for harvest, they fall.

©cathystenquist

Be sure to fill your bucket today with the poetry round-up at Patricia Franz's lovely blog. Her Autumn Tanka is lovely! Thanks for hosting, Patricia!