Apologies? It seems to be enmeshed in my DNA. I’m a huggin’ kinda gal.

I’ve been known to hug complete strangers out on the street, e’en in shoppin’ places. Why? I dunno, sometimes I jest get the feelin’ they need one. Some lil voice inside tells me that jest a smile ‘n ‘howdy-do’ won’t do the trick. That person is in need of feelin’ arms surround ‘em, that comfortin’ beatin’ of ‘nother heart held close to theirs. Online ‘n with pen, I hug folks. It’s my way’f lettin’ 'em know they matter to me in this big fish tank’f life.

There’s lots’f studies ‘bout the power of touch. The physical ‘n emotional benefits abound fer both young ‘n old alike. Our elderly’re in particular need such ‘n unfortunately don’t get it ‘nough.

The best thing? They’re free to give ‘n ya always get one back. So, go hug someone today, it may jest be the lifeline they’ve been needin’.