Just A Touch of Love (Part 5)

I am stating -without valid references or credentials -that a nurturing touch is one of our basic, most primal needs. Whether it comes from your spouse, your best friend, or your cat, a touch is imperative to our emotional, and therefore, spiritual well-being. If you have not yet done so, please peruse Dr. Gary Chapman's book, The Five Love Languages: The Secret to Love That Lasts. Chapman asserts that a relationship thrives when we communicate in our partner's love language, and when our partner does the same for us. Your love language may be; Words of Affirmation, Quality Time, Receiving Gifts, Acts of Service, or Physical Touch. For me, physical touch tops the list. When my husband touches me, I feel content to the core of my being. Although we have been lovers for 26 years and our public (and private) displays of affection may not be as passionate as they once were, all my troubles melt away the moment he strokes my hair or rubs my back. The sentiment is full-on sappy, but I know that you know what I'm talking about.
And I'm surprised my three teen-aged children don't run the other way the minute they see me, knowing full well they will routinely be subjected to a hug about ten times a day. I think they realize that I need, I mean, I need  those hugs. Anyway, thanks, guys. I just don't think my husband is aware that the kids have been my primary outlet of affection for the past 19 years, and that when they leave us, he may not get a moment of peace. I hope he doesn't mind. I guess if he does, there's always the cats.