Hugs, love, On Life & Death

Never Too Big or Old to Hug or Cuddle

This morning my 13 year old daughter came to lay with me in bed before she started getting ready for school. She said she was sleepy and just wanted to sleep more. I told her to rest and I cuddled her. I drank in the moment and I embraced her with my arms and my heart. ❤

I started thinking about how much I was enJOYing holding her and I started thinking, as a Mother does, that one day she will be too big to hold like this. And then I stopped myself and said “NO, she will never be too big or too old to hold in my arms!” My eyes are leaking as I type this.

I started thinking about the moments in life like this. My brother popped by our house briefly on Sunday and Sivanna, my daughter, and I, had a group hug with Uncle Ed. I call these ‘Love Fests’ now. Uncle Ed was only over for about 5 minutes to drop something off and I was rushing out to Sunday brunch but that ‘Love Fest’ made a difference in our day, in our life, and it will be a memory in the memory love bank.

I also thought about the older lady I heard speak at a fundraiser I attended last night. It was with the Comedian Medium. Jennie Ogilvie. Anyhow this lady talked about how she wished she had been able “to spoon” her husband when he was dying. This was not possible for many reasons such as the room being filled with children and people and that he was in too much pain to touch. This moved everyone in the audience I am sure. Later in the show Jennie, The Medium, beautifully made this lady see that she needed to see that she was there when he passed and to remember all of the kisses that they did have so to speak, and not to focus on the one they didn’t. 🙂 I loved that.

The sentiment of this lady wanting to spoon her husband, the man that was her partner before children, her LOVE, ❤ that was also a huge testament to the fact that we are never too old or too big to hold someone in our arms, or cuddle them, or hug them ….. or to simply LOVE them.

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