Connection

Being in touch with someone comes in many forms. In the day of social media, Facebook is one form of connection with another person, family or organization. Email is another, often more popular than a phone call. Then there is the phone for a personal chat, long or short.

Of course, visits remain an option, but the pandemic gave pause to that. even now with greater protection and fewer infections, we think twice or three times before dropping in on someone; even then it is arranged, not a complete surprise.

Personally, I reach out via email. I know some think this is impersonal, but not for me. I love writing a personal note that avoids a postage stamp! I get to explore feelings and ideas more. I can explain something more completely without interruption from idle questioning. Email is my go-to choice to connect with people.

The phone is reserved for short chats, setting appointments, checking to see if someone is available, and so forth. Real business is either done over email or in-person visits. Of course, long-distance relationships continue via phone, but even then, the interruption of an unscheduled phone call upsets other duties, tasks and concentration. Better to schedule the call or do the detailed work over email. That’s my opinion, anyway. I hate being interrupted for any length of time. I prefer thinking about the subject matter and then discuss it or write about it. People of my age would likely disagree with me. I know my sister does. Probably my brother. But those relations are strained for many reasons other than choice of communicating.

At our age, Rocky and I have both health and communication issues. He no longer has a voice box, and the electro-larynx gadget is difficult for him to operate. So, hand signals, lip reading, and jotted notes are the staple of communications. Lots of room for misunderstanding. And that is an understatement! Add to that his deafness. Early morning chats are out because he only puts in his hearing aids after his shower. To be heard, one needs to shout. That makes the ‘conversation’ seem strained and testy even when it isn’t.

In the last 12 months or more, we have reverted to touching. A very personal means of communicating and staying in touch with someone is actually feeling the person’s skin, hand, or limb. The nearness is personal, of course, but feeling the physical person is powerful. Touch. Keeping in touch.

Holding hands has become common for us.

It makes all the difference in the world. So much communicating happens. Just happens. In moments or sustained contact.

Keep in touch. So many ways to do so. Don’t forget actual touch.

November 26, 2021

 

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