Okay, this is a bit of a companion piece to Hands on a clock [link]
I was talking with another friend that I haven't seen in a while and she mentioned that one of the things she misses most is knowing
it was okay. Our group knew each other, we knew who we could hug without warning and who we shouldn't; whose hair was off limits and whose was there to play with; that we could touch without any meaning.
We were a rather tactile group. We were always touching. It might just be a foot against a knee or brushing shoulders, or draping yourself over another or putting your head on someone's leg/stomach. We KNEW that we could, we didn't have to ask; we knew the boundaries.
During breaks you would find us all huddled up together in a group talking or working but almost always laughing.
There were eight of us (others as well, but eight of us mostly) and last year four of us left. And we don't have that any more. I can't speak for everyone, but I miss it. I miss being able to touch people (I'm a rather tactile person). I miss knowing
As soon as I see my friends each of them is getting a big running hug and it will be a while before I let go.
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