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GOD HUGS

GOD HUGS                                    “Mommy, I hurt myself.”   With tears streaming down her face, my daughter comes running to me, pointing to her skinned elbow.   I bend down, pick her up in my arms and give her a hug.   I carry her into the house and bandage the elbow.   Afterwards, we sit in the rocking chair and I let her rest in my arms a bit as we rock.   Then she’s off and running again, knowing that I’m nearby.               “Hugging” moments are special for parents. Cuddling up with the kids for a bedtime story, or back-from-school hugs or morning hugs or even spontaneous hugs are all treasured moments. As our children move into adolescent years, the open arm affection often is replaced by a   “leaning into” hug. (When my oldest daughter was 12 she would do a type of sideway lean when I asked for a hug.)   As they move through the teen years and into adulthood the hugs between parent and child may return but they are fewer and farther between then the early child