Hugging It Out

Hugs and daughters: two of my most favorite things.

As I walked out of the commissary with my lunch today, I saw a lady rushing toward me with a huge smile on her face, but then she slowed, and with an apologetic grin, she reached out for my arm.

She goes, “Oh, my goodness, I have to tell you, you look JUST LIKE my daughter, and for a split second, I thought maybe she made it here after all. I was just about to tackle you with a hug!”

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