Learning Self-love from My PCA’s Daughter
Hi everyone! My latest column is up. In “Learning Self-love from My PCA’s Daughter,” I talk about my relationship with Elena, my PCA’s two-year-old. She and her mom have been coming here for about a year, and I’ve really enjoyed getting to know them. Elena is shy, but over the past couple of months, she’s really warmed up to me. When she’s not holding my hand, she’s pretending to braid my hair; when she’s not braiding my hair, she’s counting the moles on my arms.
It occurred to me last week that Elena is one of the few people who is willing to touch me. Touch is one of my love languages, but because I’m in a wheelchair, I’m more or less touch-starved—other than my parents, Elena and her mom are the only people who touch me on a regular basis. It just served to remind me how important it is for human beings to experience platonic touch.
Do you have platonic touch in your life? Is it something you enjoy?