2020 has been a life changing, historic year for all of us, especially the children of the world. My high school senior didn’t get to graduate or play his final season of baseball (the one thing in the world he’s worked for consistently his whole life). Children couldn’t hug or play with each other and grown adults couldn’t visit their elderly parents. The whole world came to a stop. The police stopped writing nonsense tickets and the junkies stopped racing to the emergency room to get pills. Families stayed inside but stayed together. Not all aspects of the virus turned out to be a bad thing.
However, we have come dangerously close to killing off the handshake. Meeting people or seeing people after an absence is now done via a no-contact greeting such as a quick wave, universal head nod or howdy, neighbor(if you’re a nerd). There are definitely no more tight hugs and kisses.
Pretty soon, parents will no longer teach their children about the importance of handshake and the proper etiquette. Firm but not too firm or you’re being passive aggressive. Not too soft either or you have a weak character. It has to be just right.
There are many speculations and conspiracies surrounding this whole virus/COVID-19 scenario. I’m not going to go into that but I will say I make fun of those people a whole lot less now. I have started doubting everything I hear and half of what I see.
No matter where this virus came from or where it is going, let’s not let it kill off physical signs of affection. Human touch is sacred and I’m scared of a world that doesn’t allow it.
I’m going to do my part by still shaking hands and being affectionate (even if it means washing my hands 1,000 times per day). Of course, I’ll ask first to make sure it’s ok. I’m not a monster.