When I was growing up there was a lot of love in our family, but we didn't do much showing of affection by hugging and kissing. It was foreign. Carol is a hugger, so since being married to her I do a lot of hugging, and sometimes it is awkward, like one person wants a hug, and the other person is offended if you hug them. On the one hand someone can think you are making gay advances, and on the other hand someone might think you are coming on to the opposite sex. If Carol hugs, then I usually hug. Sometimes we hug someone or ones that we are close to, then a casual friend standing nearby says, "Don't I get a hug?" "Sure," and then a hug is given.
I have a 23 year old man that kisses me on the lips, and that felt strange at first. The other part of that story is that he is my grandson, and I was kissing him and he me from the time he was tiny, tiny, and he still does, but after he was grown it felt strange the first time or two after he was grown. But he still thinks of himself as being my little guy although he is much bigger now than I am, at about 6 foot 4 or maybe taller.
