Drizzley Monday
Just got back from dropping off my brother. The Columbia river gorge is getting even more beautiful. There are so many waterfalls this time of year and the trees are all getting their leaves. I had a good time with him this weekend. It's nice getting to know who he is...even though teenagers don't generally run high in likability with me. I was observing my teenage cousins today, though, and liking them. So maybe I'm just warming up to that age group. Anyway, Micah is a good kid who will most likely grow out of his irksome teenager ways. He volunteered a hug when I left. I've always liked that aspect of our relationship. My family is not usually physically affectionate, but Micah and I have pretty much always felt comfortable giving each other hugs. I hug my parents coming and going and it always feels slightly awkward for me. Hugging my sister is completely out of the question. We're friends, but it would just be weird. I hope it won't be weird with me and my kids because people need hugs, and I want my kids to associate them with comfort and safety, not awkwardness.