back into the swing of things…slowly. I’ve frankly had nothing worth writing over the last year. And as Ben Franklin said, one should “either write something worth reading or do something worth writing.” So since I had nothing worth writing, I didn’t… 🙂
I have been thinking a lot, though. A dangerous pastime, indeed…
One of the many things I’ve contemplated is whether all singles, like me, sometimes long for meaningful touch. The medical community says that we need at least 15 instances of meaningful touch per day to maintain our health. Dr. Patricia Blackwell in her article, The Influence of touch on Child Development: Implications on Intervention, mentions historical episodes where orphan babies that weren’t held not only didn’t thrive but actually perished. So it would seem like a scholarly thing to say that meaningful touch is important to us.
I must say that wherein most of the time I am blessedly content in my single situation, sometimes all my hard work is upended by the simple desire to hold someone’s hand or to have someone hug me. Having said this, I do have my nephews and all of my friends that do hold my hand and hug me when they can, so I’m not looking for sympathy. What I’m looking for is confirmation–do you feel this way, on occasion, too?