Hugs have been on my mind over the last several days. 5 weeks ago I lost my dad after his year long battle with cancer. While I know that he is in heaven having the time of his life, I do miss him here on earth. Normal, right? Well, the things that I miss the most are his hugs. We are a very affectionate family, so there are still a lot of hugs being past around, but I have found there is something special in a dad's hug that can not be found in ones from my sister, mom, or even my big younger brothers.
Dad's hugs were packed with unconditional love, acceptance, support, joy, comfort when I am not feeling well, and pride in me, his little girl. When his arms surrounded me, all was going to work out all right. I knew that he cared. I knew that he would fix it if it was at all possible. I knew that he loved me. I knew that it was okay to be who I am. I knew that I could relax. I am so thankful to have received so many hugs in my 22 years of life because I know that many little girls do not receive any of those emotion-packed wonderful hugs from their fathers. My heart bleeds for them and what they are missing.
God, my heavenly Father, knew just what he was doing when he created dads and little girls who needed the physical reassurance of a hug from their earthly father, and I thank Him for giving me the father that I had.
Thank you for this. I didn't have this as a little girl myself, but my children do and this was such a reminder to me to be so thankful for that. It is indeed a powerful gift. You have an amazing gift for touching the heart when you write. I hope you continue to bless us all with your gift.
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