Amplexus

I have always found that the best way to get someone’s attention is to make them curious. “What IS that noise?” “What do you mean by that?”  “She did what with whom?”

Your curiosity is peaked isn’t it? The name of this post is actually the Latin word for hug. It is such a little word but it has huge implications. It implies love, affection, concern. It forces a connection between individuals or even groups. It is physical. And right now, we are living in a world that is telling us to be less physical. And the one thing I’m hearing over and over again is that people miss getting hugged.  That’s hugged not mugged! Although, some hugging can feel like a mugging. But I digress.

There is a movie I really enjoy called ‘Love, Actually’. There’s a scene, I think it’s at the beginning of the movie as well as at the end, where you see large groups of people walking up to individuals, to love ones and hugging them. I miss a hug. I miss shaking hands. I miss getting a kiss on the cheek. And I will continue to miss all of this if it means that I am protecting the people I love.

We’ve entered into a new reality where we are learning to show our affection, our caring, without physical touch. It may not be quite as satisfying but we can make it count. We have to. I love my family but I have not been in their physical presence for some time. And I’m okay with that. I love them enough to stay away. Oh, don’t get me wrong. Sometimes I’m absolutely miserable about it! But I’m a tough old sod and I would rather do the right thing for the right reason.

Let’s be serious. Most of us are not aching all that much. I have food, shelter, entertainment. I am not suffering. My mental faculties are being amused and challenged. Quite honestly, I’m simply inconvenienced. And it seems to me that the people that are mostly inconvenienced are the ones that are complaining the loudest. What about the people on the front lines that are quite literally putting their lives in danger to protect us, care for us? What about the people with loved ones in the hospital that they can’t get to? There are horror stories all over the world but I’m not one of them.

So, I’m going to let my hair grow a little longer. I’m not going to go to the dentist or the mall or the cinema. I’m going to keep away from friends and family. And I’m going to stop complaining about it. I am inconvenienced, nothing more.

 

30 thoughts on “Amplexus

  1. Murphy's Law

    Pam, this is exactly what I told my husband in the beginning…..it’s an inconvenience for us, nothing more. We’re going to have to, at least temporarily, change our routine. Hardly the end of the world.

    I too miss hugging and being hugged and getting a kiss on the cheek. I miss the physical contact with my kids and my best friend. But this won’t be forever. Knowing they’re safe is more important.

    Having wonderful friends like you through the blogging community is a HUGE plus! I’m inconvenienced, but I’m safe and I have what I need. The rest will follow in due time, and it will be all the sweeter.

    Continue what you’re doing to stay healthy and safe my friend. Your Daily Quips and creative stories are how we’re all getting our hugs from you!!

    Here’s some hugs from me! 🤗 ((())) ((())) ((())) ((())) ((())) ((())) ((()))
    🐾Ginger 🐾

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      1. Dan Antion

        So many people never get it. They are always like this, it just usually doesn’t affect us other than requiring us to shake our heads a lot. The person who takes two parking spaces. the person who doesn’t pick up after their dog. The people in our small neighborhood, who despite pleas from the First Selectman and police, continue to shoot off fireworks during our nightly bell-ringing (despite the fact that it scares dogs and badly affects some veterans). The people who litter – I mean how hard is it to take you trash home or to the nearest bin? I’m sorry for the rant comment.

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  2. Mark Lanesbury

    Well said Pam. I too am used to this but I do admit to feeling at a loss when my hair grows beyond the 1mm that I allow it. So in frustration I bought online an electric hair cutter. Now the lady that usually cuts my hair seems to do it easily so I thought that this would be simple. Oh what a fool, it was like lambs to the slaughter, I didn’t think that you could draw that much blood during a hair cut (I used it bare without any comb attachment because I have it so low) 😂 But oh did it feel good when I finished. I just won’t be able to put a hat on for a few days 🤣

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  3. Sorryless

    That movie, Love Actually, is a favorite.

    Last week I went to my first social “gathering”, just some close friends. We sat outside, and we hugged. First hug in months, it was great.

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  4. Corkywk

    So very true! Compared to most places in the world we’ve got little to complain about. Even before the Pandemic — Wars, hunger, racism, political upheaval and corruption, unlike here, are common in a lot of other countries. Yes here today we face a terrible Pandemic and find ourselves being seriously tested for the first time.

    Right now things are hard, scary and dangerous. But a lot of people in the rest of the world have been living hard, scared and in danger even before the virus swept through their country. One can only image what they’re going through now!

    Don’t get me wrong, I find myself whining for better days like everybody else. But a little perspective goes a long way in counting ones blessings. Right now, going through this, I feel blessed to be living here in Canada.

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