From Lisa: Could you ever fathom a world where we are not allowed to touch each other? No hand shakes, no hugs, no kisses, no snuggling. All you can do is stand 6 feet away with your mask on and try to convey your feelings, the mask taking away your very facial expressions.  It’s as if we are drones or robots, unable to express our most basic human emotion. 

I’ve always been a hugger. I’ve always shown great expression in my face. It has been very hard for me to get used to the new rules we must live by, but difficult as it has been I taught myself not to touch. I taught myself to wear the mask.  

I guess I didn’t realize just how much I had given up until my oldest daughter came to town to comfort me when I lost my uncle. She kept reaching out to hug me like she had done 1 million times before, but my response was awkward.  She kept asking me if it was ok for her to hug me and I said of course, but it took me several hours to warm back up and remember how great it felt to be held: hold hands while walking and snuggle while watching a movie. 

I forgot just how important touch was. It not only gave me comfort and security, but it gave me calm and peace. I am privileged that I can get hugs, I can hold hands with my family, but what about those who live alone?  Who is touching them?

I have no answers. No suggestions. I just ponder how we will survive if the lack of touch must persist for much longer. We are truly losing part of our humanness.

Elaina’s Simple Joy of the Week: I’ve been discovering games that I can play with just two of us that are fun with more people as well. We found this fun card game that we all enjoy. I like that it is part luck with a tiny bit of strategy. It can be mindless.

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