It's funny, I am very much a hug-gy kinda person. My family growing up was decidedly not hug-gy. I don't know where I got it from! But my h is a hugger, and my group of drumming friends are big huggers too most of them, every time I'm with them I can count on getting a few hugs. Hugs feed something in my soul. One time we were on vacation I forget where, I think somewhere in New Mexico, and in this charming town in the little town square, was a college-age girl standing there with a sign that said "Free Hugs". I had to go and get one, of course. My h and son thought I was nuts hugging a stranger. But I thought it was the most wonderful thing I had ever seen.