Inspired by the pandemic crisis, this 1970s love song title means something fun and new to me.
About two months ago I fell in love. It was sudden and it was powerful. His cuteness came into view about a half a block away. I stooped down on one knee and whispered loudly, “Are you a Westie?” I knew Puppy Otis heard me because he immediately began to run to me, dragging his humans out of their leisurely walk. Puppy Otis panted as he ran, “There is Miss Tyra! She looks like she needs a hug, and I have one. I am coming Miss Tyra.”
And he did.
His humans stopped at the prescribed six feet away and allowed Puppy Otis the full length of his leash. He wiggled his little bottom and stood on his short back legs while he put his front paws on my shoulders. He was hugging me! I hugged him back and my heart laughed. Our hugging habit added special effects of comfort and joy to our daily walks until he moved away.
The absence of Puppy Otis hugs has been an unexpected reminder that although richly blessed, I am also single, secluded, and emotionally vulnerable during this health crisis. I miss and need the energy of touch.
Research tells us that when people hug for 20 seconds or more, the feel-good hormone oxytocin is released, which creates a stronger bond and connection between the huggers. Overall, hugging increases our ability to control our feelings and generates happiness.
So, all of you who can lovingly hug someone, do so often and long. When you do, appreciate the gift you are giving as well as the gift that you are.
In the meantime, I will depend on God’s version of hugs. They are delivered through frisky puppies, sunsets, and friends like you.
And I will be encouraged.Until next time, remember,
You are not alone.
You are not your circumstances.
You have everything within you to live a purpose-filled life.