On whom do you place the burden for escaping social awkwardness? On the person who’s uncomfortable, or on yourself? All it takes is a spirit of genuine, uninhibited affection. What would it look like if our first thoughts weren’t toward keeping things from being “awkward”? As in, less awkward for you, at the expense of a person who might be dealing with hurt or fear? We have two options for how we embrace each moment: as self-sacrificing adults with an eye for the uplifting of others’ spirits, or as children with an eye toward self-preservation.