A Year of Smiles – Day 315

Reason to SMILE #315: CUDDLES

Are you a cuddler? I’m not so sure that I am. I really don’t mind cuddling. I mean, what mom doesn’t like cuddling with her little kiddos? Snuggling up on the couch with the family pet is okay, too. And, of course, cuddles with the spouse are always good.

Hmmm. Maybe I am a cuddler!

I don’t know, though. I really enjoy having my own space. Not sharing the blankets or the couch or my three feet of personal space is nice. (It is 3 feet, right? It should be 3 feet – maybe more!) Being able to relax comfortably without dying of a heat stroke caused by the prolonged close proximity of a loved one (though very, very loved, indeed – I promise!) is a wonderful feeling.

Ugh! I sound like a terrible human being, don’t I? 😉

Well, cuddler or not, I’ve found that there are always days when I desperately need to be cuddled. Days, like today, when nothing goes right – when the school won’t let you give food to your child because it’s not in a lunchbox, when everything you do at work is wrong and has to be done a second or third time, when what you thought were certainties in your life turned out to be huge questions – it’s on these day, I want to curl up into big strong arms and just be held. Yep. On these days, I’m definitely a cuddler.

It’s a good thing I have big, strong arms to run to when I need a cuddle or two. Knowing my hubby is there to comfort me always makes me SMILE. Even better, though, is knowing I can run to the loving arms of my Heavenly Father when the burdens of the day are too much to bear. And you just can’t beat the SMILE that comes from resting in the Father’s arms!

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