I've never been good at showing affection. 

I have a strict no touching rule AND a 3ft bubble around me.

But, through the years, through the friends and lovers, I've been taught how to love and accept love. 

I can actually hug now, and sometimes, I'm actually screaming for one on the inside.

There are stories that can go along with this story-sweet, sad, and just plain awkward,

but the one that I've been thinking about lately.....

This poor poor child. I have 30 years of misplaced affection (mainly dogs) and held in hugs that this little nugget is going to be the full scapegoat of. 

I will smother this baby with love and affection. 

Sorry kid--but yous gots 30 years of unused hugs coming your way.