I was sitting with my almost three year old niece watching
television when she unexpectedly stands on the couch and looks at me. The next thing I know she
puts her little arms around my neck and hugs me tightly. She moves back a
little, looks at me and then hugs me again. Not once has this child told
me she loves me, but she expresses it every time I’m with her.
Love is like that,
it’s not the big gestures or words that show that we love someone, it’s the
little everyday things that express it.
Thinking about those random hugs my niece gave me that day always makes me
smile, because they made me know that I am loved.
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