Saved by a 6 seconds hug…

This morning I was saved by hugs and kisses – really SAVED. I Left home at 5 in the morning to drive 160 km to the airport – going to India on a Work trip. I really didn’t feel like going. It is a bad habit of mine to sink into a semi depressed state whenever I have to go away on long distance business trips and have to leave my children behind. My behavior is absolutely ridiculous…after all my kids are now 12 and 14, happy, free, strong, healthy and independent children, at home with their father who takes great care of them. It is just a pathetic habit that started when my son was a baby and had to travel all the time in order to build up our business. Oh… the times I have dreamt of being a stay at home mum – baking bread and making jam, hanging the  laundry to dry in the sun….. Wishing my husband was filthy rich and just took care of me….

But helas…. We decided to start a company together and why not move to another country at the same time… Oh and let’s have a baby and another one 22 months later….  So not much choice really – just get up, get out there and build up.

At the time I always cried when leaving home – a true Greek tragedy. We used to live in a small town with only one family taking care of the taxi service – so they kept track of me … Saying you also cried last time I picked you up.  What a show….

Have to add that once I am on the road I do love what I do and tend to have lots of fun….

Years later a lovely teacher from my childrens school Said to me ” your kids are fine – it’s good for them and for your husband that you get out of the way from time to time” She was right, I probably would have been a monster mum, controlling everything and leaving absolutely no space for Philippe to be a father. I just couldn’t see it at the time.

Anyway…my children are teenagers now and self-absorbed as they should be – they would find it much harder to be without Facebook and smartphone than being without me for a little while. And by the way… I am only going for 3 days… But old habits die hard and this morning I was still in my semi state of self-pity – half asleep and waiting to go through customs when someone said my name. My old friend and our sons godfather was just 2 people ahead of me in the line. We were so happy and surprised to see each other. Really a magic moment to snap me out of it..

A hug is not just a hug…the tight sincere ones are the best (I hate hugging a stick and kissing into the air…) and he gives the best hugs and kisses! I accompanied my friend to his plane – but the magic wasn’t  over… I received a text from my friend Julie whom I have known since High School – she was also at the airport. We had 30 seconds to hug and kiss before I had to run off – she was off on a 3 week hike to Kilimanjaro. So amazing to have that moment of wishing well – take care. What a morning… I feel lucky, happy, loved and loving!

Ready to take on India and just give it all I’ve got…..

P.S.: 

Interesting fact I read in the bestselling book The Happiness Project by Gretchen Rubin:

“ To be most effective at optimizing the flow of the chemicals oxytocin and serotonin – which boost mood and promote bonding – hold a hug for at least six seconds.”

 

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