It only occurred to me today how little I have done this in my life, or at least my life after my infant / young child years. I can't actually recall a time I last hugged my mother before today sincerely, the last time being when I was ungrateful of her affection and didn't return the hug. Looking back at it I can't understand why I seemed to averted to hugging her, to showing any sense of love to her which I felt inside. Today my mother asked for a hug and rather than just surrounding me in her arms I returned it and held her back for a short few seconds, something which awakened such warm feelings inside to the knowledge I finally gave her what she obviously must have wanted from me for years back when I was an ungrateful child and denied all such affection. That simple bond of motherly love with her offspring which she desired from the years of caring, and still caring for me now that I have left the nest.
I question the users of Newgrounds, for when was the last time you hugged your mother? When was the last time you returned the loving affection to her for all the years of looking after you? And why do we let ourselves fall into such sad statuses of refusing to return the love, being so ungrateful to them for all they have done for us in our lives?