Hugs
I want to hug statues of the Virgin Mary, and Jesus. I've had this weird urge for a while, each time I walk towards one of the entrances of the Church, I always want to hug the statue of Our Lady of Fatima that is displayed near that entrance. Though the statue is displayed high, so I can't hug it without getting in trouble.
I hug the statues that I have at home. The white one I have on my nightstand is the one I hug the most. I just cradle it and kiss it on its head, before putting it back where it was. To some, it might seem odd, but for me, I find this act oddly comforting.
I remember going to Ross one day and saw a statue of Our Lady of Guadalupe. I walked closer to see how much it cost. It was around 20 dollars or so. Out of nowhere I felt compelled to hug that statue right then and there but decided against it because I was out in public and I didn't want people to look and see some short girl hugging a statue.
There's just something about catholic imagery in general that tends to bring a wave of comfort through my body, whether it is a statue of a saint, a painting, or a crucifix. The whole world just stops for a moment and I feel at peace just for a second before having to face the reality of this world.