Why did we have to call it social distancing?
People took it literally.
It should have been called physical distancing.
Physical means involving body contact.
Social means needing companionship.
I don’t know about you, but for me, the worst part of this pandemic thing is how it stunted us socially.
No longer is a trip to the grocery store a place to exchange a good story or a compliment. You can no longer bump into a friend, share a hug, or inquire about the family.
Heck, we don’t even look at each other anymore! We hide behind our masks as if everyone around us is invisible. Our body language is off. Just the act of smiling at someone can bring loads of energy and create a warm bond. Now, not only are we unable to send those visual messages, but we conspicuously make a wide berth when we approach people. It reminds me of how the older kids used to treat the little kids in the neighborhood when they wanted to play with us. As if they had cooties or something.
Family therapist Virginia Satir said, “We need four hugs a day for survival. We need eight hugs a day for maintenance. We need 12 hugs a day for growth.”
No wonder we all feel terrible. What a simple hug could cure!
You guys, this pandemic is not a permission slip to ignore each other. Now more than ever, we need to feel connected and loved.
Go ahead; keep your distance. But let your love flow.
Distance loving. That’s what will get us through.