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Is a Hug Enough

He’s 11, a tough age for any kid

But he is more than 11

He’s a five year old who was beaten

He’s a seven year old who was broken

He’s a nine year old who finally found a home of love and safety

Having scars is tough for any kid

Scars are more ugly when the physical marks are a constant reminders of harm from those who were to protect

Scars of the heart are uglier when they were inflicted with intention and brutality

Scars of the soul create the ugliest effects for an angel whose wings have been singed

Scars for someone so young are hard to understand and even harder to accept as something of beauty

Being of a sensitive and generous heart is tough for any kid, especially a boy

He would give a stranger his shoes

He hurts when his family hurts

His heart measures 5 on the Fujita scale

His tremendous feelings made him an even more delicious target, but gave him strength he does not yet know he has

Being the middle child is tough for any kid

His younger sister is a beauty and a charmer

His older brother captures attention with his imaginary lasso of manipulation

He has been the eldest and the youngest at times

When families changed but now he is forever and safe in the middle

Being smart is tough for any kid

When you are the most brilliant crayon in a box of grey

When you are shown a mirror and told that the intelligence you see is a dream and not possible for you even though you know that’s a lie

When each time you open your mouth the powers that be try to make you close it, but you are a fighter and keep talking and keep getting smacked down

When being smart is considered a bad thing, and you are smart, you think you are a bad thing

Being strong as a horse is tough for any kid

Only the strong survive, unless intimidated by a younger, stronger, smarter one like him

For a natural fighter, he fought back, using the strength God gave him, igniting a hotter and hotter fire that burned him

He brought on a blood thirsty wrath that a weaker version would not have brought

If survival is measured by quality of life, he has the chance now to experience survival of the fittest

Being ADHD is tough for any kid

The energy of the sun contained in one small boy

The curiosity stolen from George, silly monkey didn’t need it anyway

The imagination of Dr. Seuss, Walt Disney and Crayola

Mixed with the attention span of a gnat, put a huge bulls-eye on his back and pushed the buttons of demonic robots and led to much pain

He’s 11, a tough age for any kid

When you have a precious one who is all of this

You try everything to support and guide and mold and heal and discipline

Finally, for this precocious and special son, you try hug therapy

As crazy as it sounds, as unusual as it appears, hugs. Yep, hugs for him heal and give hope, so hugs it is

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Glenn Marchand

hugs indeed! so many kids go without love and compassion. but when the receive it, they often flourish.

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