Destiny Herndon-DeLaRosa

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In Uncategorized on February 3, 2016 at 3:27 pm

Moose

He’s always touching me when we’re together. It’s one of my favorite things. His older brother does this too, so even though we’re not suppose to draw such distinctions in 2016, I wonder if it might be a “boy” thing.

My daughter’s cuddle me with reckless abandon. For them, sitting on the couch and watching TV is a full contact sport. I often joke that like those monkeys that die in captivity from lack of touch, I’m going to be the first human case of death from far too much. I’m their pillow, jungle gym, and personal futon all rolled into one. I adore them and their affection, but it can feel a bit overwhelming when they’re both literally laying on my body.

My boys are different though. My oldest will sit on the other end of the couch but his foot will always be touching my foot. There’s a connection there even if it’s not obvious to everyone else because I mean, c’mon, he’s 15 and way too cool to actually love me and stuff. But still, he’ll walk by and throw his arm over my shoulder or play with my hair, if only for a few seconds. Likewise, Max doesn’t need to smother me like his sisters but he does need contact… a lifeline.

Maybe it’s a boy thing, or perhaps my boys are just more in tune with my preferences for affection. Either way, I know how hashtag blessed I am to have eight little hands twirling my hair or fiddling with my necklace and eight feet kicking me out of my own bed most nights. Some day those touches will be gone and then I’ll know how the monkeys felt…

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