I have been in kiss overdrive these last few days. All I want to do is kiss Max and Sabrina, hold them, and hug them. Dave, too, but even more so the kids. It's been the most comforting thing to me.
Whenever I've gotten sad over the years about whatever, Dave has given me a hug and said, "Endorphin rush!" I know that physical contact has real mood-boosting powers; there's something so very soothing about that mush of Max and Sabrina's cheeks against mine (and they've both got plenty of cheek to go around).
At night, during bedtime, Sabrina and I trade all kinds of kisses—lash kisses, nose kisses, ear kisses, hair kisses, vacuum cleaner kisses that make us giggle. Max has been a little stingy about doling out kisses lately, but if I keep asking eventually he'll plant one on me. Kisses are something Max had to learn how to do, and I never take them for granted.
What lifts your mood when you're sad?