Platonic public kissing is much more common in France than in the U.S.
Most often, there are the little pecks on each cheek, the bisous, a regular form of greeting. It takes a little getting used to, especially for stodgy Americans like me who aren’t accustomed to that level of physical closeness. Paraphrasing a founding father, “Give me a handshake or give me death.”
Okay, so maybe I got that quote a little wrong.
During our year in France, Melinda adapted to the bisous quickly and has been committed to employing it here at home. Well, at least among members of our family. I’m all for it but it requires some ongoing mindfulness from me. And with mindfulness, there’s no time like the present. I’m off to practice.
Today’s Prompt: Tell about the most recent person you kissed on the cheek.

My dear neighbor Eunice who is 94 years young!!
Oh and my cat Jasper. Cheeks a little harder to find…