I have to share my entry for today’s jar exercise that I began seven days ago.
The best part of today is the embrace, that hug, Jason gave me before he left home for his second shift at the restaurant. There is something about his embrace that grounds me again. His hugs speak volumes, it tells me everything I need to hear and shows me just how much he loves me while his arms are wrapped around me. No matter what my worries or stresses are at that moment, he takes it all away.
His hugs have brought me to tears, yes the good kind, because that silent communication is so powerful. That special hug has also stopped my sad tears from flowing.
I remember the first time I received this powerful hug from Jason after we reunited in September 2009 like it was yesterday. Jason walked me out to my car to say goodbye at the wee hours of the morning after we spent hours and hours catching up. Something sparked inside me when he engulfed me with his arms. I felt hope, compassion, love and a sense of how much this man still cared. That feeling of a good friend entering my life after more than a decade consumed me when the hug finally ended.
That hug meant the world to me because it also brought me back to our high school years when we dated. A special bond, no matter how many years go by, lasts.
I guess this is why I am always stealing hugs when I have a chance. What better way to feel better than to receive a hug from someone you love?
A hug has so many silent voices . . .