Touch
During these cold winter months, still in the throes of the pandemic, our usual ways of life are at least partly suspended. Especially for those of us who live alone, interaction with others has gotten curtailed, and touch is not much a part of our lives. Pets have become more important. I am so grateful to live with Shadow, my cat. She is all black except for a white patch under her chin, and she and I are at roughly the same time in our lives, late middle age. We limp around together (or I did until my recent surgery) and appreciate each other's presence. So when Shadow leaps up on my bed each morning to say hello, it is comforting to have her lie beside me while I pet her and she purrs. There seems to be an instinctual physical closeness especially between mothers and their young. You see it in our mammal cousins. We've all watched a mother dog licking her puppies, with them tumbling around her. And the gentle care of mother cats with her fuzzy kittens. I did a little resea...