When Hugs Are Like Medicine

The magic of platonic male hugs

I came across a couple of tweets like this earlier today in Erin Davis’s Twitter feed.

Here’s the quote from the embedded tweet, in case the embed disappears:

“When the right person hugs you, it’s like medicine. I’m so grateful for those few people in my life who are good for my soul.”
― Steve Maraboli

In my response to her, I told her that her tweet had given me a writing prompt, and semi-jokingly said that I better write my piece before I read hers so that I’m not influenced by her post.

I don’t want to take on her perspective when I should be writing my own.

My first thought in the context of Erin and hugs went to a former mutual colleague of ours who gave great hugs. (Still does, I’ve heard.) Then I started thinking about who my favourite huggers are and why.

Beyond that, I honestly didn’t know how this post was going to go until I started writing it. I do know that I’m trying to write consistently, and any time I have material, it’s a good start. Twitter is often an inspiration.
(My previous Medium post was based off two-tweets that I made.)