Not A Hugger

Besides being the one phrase that Stavi states in the Ringer, “not a hugger”, well that is also me as well. I do not like to hug, but those that I do are considered to be the special people in my life that I am very happy to call my family. Now at some point this will probably be another topic that comes back because my niece loves to state that I am a disgrace to the family. That is fine because that also makes me the anti-christ for them. Well to the story, around about 2013 my brother Bob needed to be rushed to the hospital and so I took off work to drive for my mom to see my sister and collect my brother. I guess when we were there I did not get out of the vehicle to visit with my sister, and I stayed in the vehicle and eventually I put this story on Facebook at one point and my sister’s daughter’s made a very big deal about it, but that is fine I really never saw these people as family, an extension of my mom.

I started to realize that even though I am the baby of my mom’s I have always been alone and not really into showing any emotions. I still do not like to be hug, but I have my friends that I hug, because these are the ones that have helped me. They are my strength, my joy and my family, because blood may be thicker than water, but that isn’t always the same with my family, but they are just people now. If you are not my husband, daughter, mom or dad, also one of my friends than I have no time for you and you can go ahead and forget that we were ever related. The anti-christ has spoken, so if this isn’t a bother, no one will run to my mom, if it is I will hear it first but I am an ONLY CHILD!!!!!!