What Matters. I mean really.
There are days that everything clicks and there is this most wonderful “WE”, and then there are the days where from many causes, the doors shut and we don’t seem to meet or click or “hug” each other.
We leave our other half knocking at our respective doors, needing a hug, and we don’t hear the knocking, don’t open the door. How sad, doncha think? It doesn’t have to be that way, you do understand that, as do I. Actions, actions, actions mean so much some for all times, even when the action is as simple as a “hug”.
We must always open our doors. You don’t want to leave or be left on the other side of a locked door when a hug is needed, me neither.
One could say that life is like that and somedays yuh just don’t feel like hugging. But for me, on such a day, I try to redouble my effort to smile and give my baby her “hugs”. It’s not tough really, and gives her what she needs. We can’t always line up our moods, but we can make the choice to be there to give that hug. Even on a day where “yuh just don’t feel like huggin’ “, you know what is is to want that hug and not get it…
Does this make sense?
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