When I was young and Dad would come home from his hard struggles of the day, Mom would always greet him with a special kiss and a warm hug.  Dad would often express his insecurities like “If I have another day like this, I’ll have to sell pencils and shoelaces on a street corner”. Mom would proceed to reassure him.  I watched this first kiss welcome night after night and I fantasized about the wonderful day when that first kiss would be mine with my special someone. Continue reading →