4. Physical Touch
When my husband died, one of my pastors told me he was a “safe” person to hug. And I desperately needed hugs at that time. Whenever I saw him at church, he would wrap his arms around me and hold me. I never felt uncomfortable about his embrace, only comforted. Over time, I needed his hugs less frequently, but I will always remember his touch as a safe comfort for me.
Christine Yount Jones
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5. Quality Time
When I was a teenager, I sat in the front of the van on a youth group road trip. I talked with the youth sponsor for a long time, and I felt loved and appreciated because he spent time with me and gave me a listening ear. I was the kind of teenager who seemed to get passed over because I always seemed like I was doing fine. So it was really significant to have someone listen to me and care about my life.
Amy Simpson
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