Today a hug healed a part of me that was broken
a part I did not realize was missing.
For the last year and a half I was robbed
of my need to give…to tutor children,
to visit hospitals and nursing homes with
 Clancy my therapy dog.

At the end of our first 30 minute session 
just learning about each other, some 
reading and writing my 7 year old
 match gave me a big hug goodbye
to my surprise! Tears spilled
in the car homeward bound.

Jim, my husband was a hugger.
This past year due to Covid
hugs for me have been
few and far between. My girls
live outta state and I live solo.
Not sure who needed that hug
more, that little man or me.