My morning growls are getting harder to control especially Mondays. This makes Mondays a perfect day to remember the power of a hug.
The Monday Blues
My niece was upset this morning because she could not find her Vaseline, or so I thought. I think it was the trigger that set off her Monday blues. I hurried her to the car and as I pulled out the driveway, I could hear her sniffling. I thought it was her way of trying to get my attention.
The Monday Morning Growl
I gave her time to “mourn” her lost Vaseline. I drive Yaya and one of my other nieces, Eden to school most mornings. Eden called me in route to confirm I was picking her up. I asked her to put some Vaseline in a plastic bag for Yaya. (Yaya prefers Vaseline for her lips).
Build a Bridge
As we got closer to Eden’s house, I told her that she would get some Vaseline and added, “It’s okay to cry, it’s a human emotion, but it is time to find a way to get over it. You can’t let Vaseline ruin your day. She responded that she was not crying about the Vaseline. When I asked her why she was crying, she said she did not know.
Two Hugs and Some Cuddles GET.
I asked her if she needed a hug, and she said yes. When we arrived at Eden’s house, I got out the car, went around to the rear car door on the passenger side. She was already out of the car. I held her for a moment and then she told me what was really wrong. She missed her mother and she worried about her.
She told me her mother seemed sad on the phone. I explained that she was sad because she missed her. “You are such a special girl and you are worth missing and getting sad over. You miss your mom and she misses you because you love each other.” We hugged again, and I told her we would follow-up with a cuddle fest when she came home. She beamed!
Grateful to Remember the Power of a Hug
I am grateful I did not forget about the power of a hug in a child’s life. I am so thankful that even my adult children welcome the comfort of a hug. After my mother died, I yearned for maternal hugs. I missed them all the way until I forgot (in my childhood) that comfort was a possibility for me. Something closed off in me until something awakened in me the first time a distressed child looked at me wide-eyed and hands stretched out to me.
Gratitude allows me to appreciate the power of a hug—not only for children but adults. Enlighten your day with gratitude and make someone else’s by giving them a hug!