Hugs are wonderful moments. Like a picture, a silent hug is worth a thousand words. It is comforting. It is healing. It says, I know you are hurting, but I don’t know how you feel or what to say yet I’m here for you. It says, you can lean on me. It says, I care. Most of all, it says to a grief stricken parent, you don’t have to say a word, I’m right here to hold you up.
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Here is a Brandon bear hug for you.
Thank you so much! My son was a big bear of a man. The very last time I saw him, we ate lunch and he walked me to my car. He grabbed me in one of his big hugs, and kissed the top of my head. It was May, 2012, the day after Mothers Day. He was going to Orange Beach for a few days, then to live with his father in Atlanta because he had a job in Atlanta. I had no idea that I would never see him alive again.
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Absolutely beautifully true. One hug can feel so powerful.