This Valentine’s week we’re talking about love, what it means to us, and how we show love to our own loved ones.
I was brought up in a very un-demonstrative family, as were both my parents and also my husband Sam. I knew I was loved, but my parents didn’t feel they had to keep telling me I was loved every few hours. I didn’t worry about not being loved as a child, and didn’t think it was strange that we rarely hugged or kissed. Mum and Dad were always there for me, and that was what mattered.
Fast forward 20 or so years and I have two children of my own. I love them to the moon and back, and loved cuddling them when I read them stories. In fact my younger son was very clingy and rarely out of my arms until he was about four! However, I’m still not…
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