I love the way Carolina calls me “my girl”. She’s so happy, bubbly, quirky, and basically adorable. And so sweet. Why can’t I be more affectionate like the Italians? More expressive, give more hugs, more kisses, more words of love? Why must I be so stubbornly protective and stingy with my words of affection? (well I’d also like to think that in this way it makes them more valued, more valuable, and I sincerely mean them whenever I say them) and yet – everyone wants to grow up loved. I am afraid that when I become a parent I will be unexpressive still, and don’t give hugs as much as I’d like to. I hear people talking about how their parents shower them with hugs and affection and they grow up so happy, so loved, and I want my family to feel this way.
I hope this part of me changes. It’s not easy because I get awkward at slight bits of praises or affection, but… I should/will work towards it, I guess. 🙂