The Contact

One of the most incredible discoveries after having twins was their innate need for touch.  Since their birth, and let's just be honest long before that, they have craved human contact. 

Sometimes I notice it when they sit next to each other back to back, doing totally different activities but almost joined at the same time.  Other times I look down and see them holding hands or simply putting a hand or foot next to someone else's bare skin and making that contact.

Tonight we spent some sweet moments reading together.  They climbed quickly into my lap, pushing each other aside vying for the perfect view.  Before I could open the book they each grasped an arm of mine.  Not to get my attention.  Just a small, simple act, but they did it simultaneously.  They literally cannot be around other people without finding a way to make that connection. It is amazing to me.

Many times I consider myself quite the opposite of this. I'm not a hugg-er.  That is an understatement.  My family and friends will laugh at this admission.  I'm the one who looks for something to occupy my arms when people are saying goodbye and doling out hugs.  I'm the one who does the one arm pat and then gets called on it!  I just am NOT a touchy-feely person.

But lately it has become abundantly clear to me that we all crave contact in one way or another, just like my sweet boys.  We may run from it or avoid it, but inevitably we need it. 

Maybe the contact we look for isn't physical touch.  Maybe instead it is friendship, support or encouragement.  Maybe it is hearing something that needs to be said but you don't want to hear.  Maybe it is a smile or simply being around someone who challenges you to be better.  Someone who makes that connection with you and brings strength to your day.

A person I admire and respect greatly at work equates this need for contact to lurking the halls like a vampire, feeding off of others' positive energy and optimism. I love this analogy. Of course, I want to be the one with the positivity in this scenario that can provide that lifeblood for others!  But the opposite is also true. On days when I really need a boost, I would rather feed off of the positive than the alternative.  How many times in our busy days do we realize that other people are basing their mood on our responses and tone?  We are responsible for how we impact others.

Ben and I often discuss that our many differences have been used over the nearly 13 years of our friendship and 10 years of our marriage to refine and shape who we are.  Not surprising.  The people we choose to keep closest will always have the biggest opportunity to motivate and truly sharpen us. 

You use steel to sharpen steel, and one friend sharpens another.  Proverbs 27:17