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Touch
Touch. One of our six senses (because come on a gut feeling should totally count as a sense). To me I find that touch is the most important sense.
Some might say no sight is!
What’s better than coming home from a long hard day and seeing your loved ones? What’s a better than being able to see for yourself what’s going on around you? I understand the importance of sight. As I am losing mine, I know more and more how much it should be treasured.
Some might say no hearing is!
What’s better than being able to hear the ocean or your new norms first cry? What’s better than hearing how much you are loved or that you are getting that promotion you have been working your ass off for? Having a child myself I know I would miss hearing her voice and giggling at the funny things she said.
Some might say no the gut instinct is!
I feel like that is a whole mother subject to get into at a later date.
Some might say no smell is!
What’s better than smelling homemade apple pie you and your grandmother baked? What’s better than smelling a gas leak that now potentially just saved your life? All great things! I have a super sensitive nose and I love the flavored of life that tease it.
Some might say no taste is!
What’s better than tasting that yummy Popsicle on a summer day? What’s better than tasting your favorite meal after a stressful week? Or tasting that cookie batter to make sure it taste right, again? For a person who loves food… Amen!
But all if you are wrong.
Touch is the best sense. Every other sense can deceive you, but not touch. If you had no other sense, you could still feel your lover’s arms around you and know that they care. Sometimes people say things they don’t mean, it’s harsh or hurtful. But their touch is gentle. Touch heals. Touch forms bonds.
Look at it from a relationship point of view. Let’s say you think your significant other is cheating on you. He says he didn’t. Hearing. You hear his words, but do you really truly believe them? No, you think he is just saying it to calm you down. He shows you he didn’t. You see his proof, but do you really believe him? No, you wonder if there is something you aren’t seeing. You smell his shirt. It smells like your home, but do you really believe him? No you think that he probably just changed shirts. And then he kisses you. You taste nothing but him, no gun to hide what he was doing, no alcohol, no girl, but do you believe him? No, you think maybe you just haven’t caught him at the right time. But he still kisses you. His arms holding you close and his lips mastering yours. Suddenly, you believe him. All other senses are controlled by the brain entirely. We see, hear, taste, and smell what we want to see, hear, taste, and smell. But touch shares its control with the heart. When your over analyzing brain gets out of the way, you can feel his love, his openness and honesty. You can finally “see” the truth. Touch heals wounds that the other senses would make worse. Touch doesn’t lie. It can’t. Even when you mask your emotions, your touch can give you away.
So touch often my friends, and don’t be afraid to feel.
Yesterday marked our first adventure since I came back from the East Coast. Now we were suppose to go to Elitches with friends, but seeing as I was almost hospitalized last week for a stomach ulcer, we decided to instead do something a little more relaxing. We went and hiked one of Man Child's favorite trails. We packed snacks, waters, my now small pharmacy of medications to take, swimsuits, etc. As we are getting out of the car to begin our adventure I asked if he wanted me to grab his jacket for him. Yes I know, it's 80- something degrees and the middle of summer. But anyone who lives near mountains will tell you that the higher you climb in elevation the colder it gets no matter what time of year. He told me no and that he was fine. I grabbed it anyways. Figuring, hey if he doesn't use it then there is a second layer for little ol' me who sucks at thermoregulating. Fast forward to when we reach the summit. It's cold. Like cold enough to freeze hell over. I'm snuggled up with myself as much as I can and have my hands shoved firmly in my pockets. And you may have guessed it, no I did not wear his jacket... He was firmly wrapped in it. Perk #1: We always pack layers so when that one in a million time the weather has a freak out, you are still comfortable!
Introductions
Well for all intensive purposes, my name is Momma. I am a 22 year old divorced mother of one. My boyfriend (here by known as ManChild), my little one (here by known as Munchkin), and myself constantly find ourselves on outings where ManChild will make comments about how he really wishes something, for example how hungry he is. Boom! Perk #1 of dating a young mom: We always have snacks handy or a food game plan. So I decided that we couldn't be the only ones that noticed that lol. Here we are. Welcome. Enjoy. 😘
