I remember the time when I was a 6 and my dad removed my training wheels for the first time.
The feeling of riding freely on two wheels on my big girl bike on my very own was incredible.
But when I fell off and scraped my knees and arms, I also remember the pain. Oh, the pain was so bad. My mom cleaned my horrible wounds with alcohol (how I hated that alcohol) and the stinging made it even worse.
My tears would not stop but the moment my mom wrapped her arms around me and squeezed me tightly close to her (I could feel her beating heart going so quickly because she was feeling my pain too) I felt so much better.
This was one of the first memories of my childhood that I can actually still remember.
I was 15 years old, my parents just picked me up from my close friends house after a day filled with laughter, and you know, all that fun teenage girl stuff.
I was on a natural high when I stepped into my parents car ready to head home for dinner.
I noticed my mom was quiet and didn’t even greet me.
My dad looked somber.
What was going on here? Did I do something wrong?
As we moved along, my dad suddenly broke the cold silence. “Your Lola Pay (Lola means Grandma)…” I became frozen in my seat.
My grandma (my mom’s mom) was like my 2nd mother. She took care of me for many years and I had a very close bond to her. It wasn’t until she moved back to her country across the other side of the world that she got very sick. I didn’t even realize how sick she was. I would talk to her on the phone and see pictures of her beautiful, smiling face. She never showed her pain or sorrow around us, ever.
“Lola Pay passed away today.”
My eyes started to burn from forcing my tears in… I didn’t want to cry in front of my mom.
When we got home, my mom, like a zombie and without words for the remainder of the night, crawled into her bed and slept for the rest of the day.
I couldn’t even imagine how she must have felt. Losing a mom? She was extremely close to her mom.
I remember walking into her room after I had my cry and then embracing my mom for the longest time.
I can’t even recall when a hug meant so much then that very moment.
My shoulders wet from my moms tears and mine, it was the hug that mattered so much that night. No words, just the hug.
It’s amazing how much hugs can really help and make a difference in how a person feels.
Whether you’re a child, a baby, a teenager or an adult… everyone can always use a good hug.
I was thrilled to be selected as a new ambassador for the latest must-have plush toy of 2013 from Hasbro, Playskool’s Big Hugs Elmo!
My son takes Elmo ev-ery-where.
It’s actually quite challenging to have a Big Hugs Elmo hanging around on an already small change table when trying to change a 12 month old’s dirty diaper.
But overall, it’s really special seeing how my kids react and feel about having Big Hugs Elmo around.
It’s definitely a must-have for your child, especially if they love Elmo! And who doesn’t love Elmo?
“A hug is a great gift. One size fits all. And it’s easy to share!” – Playskool
I’m thrilled to be giving a Big Hugs Elmo away courtesy of Hasbro to one of my lucky readers.
I will also be giving away another one for next month as well, so stay tuned!
The contest closes October 18th, 2013.
Open to Canada (including Quebec) and US residents.
1) Leave me a comment below telling me when a hug meant so much
2) Additional entries available via rafflecopter below
Good luck! And don’t forget to give someone a nice, big hug today!
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Disclosure: I am participating in the Hasbro Big Hugs Elmo Blogger Campaign by PTPA Media and received compensation as a thank you for participating. The opinions expressed on this blog are my very own.