I would say I have quite an intimate friendship with my friend Katrina, who lives in Maine, with an ocean dividing us. Hugs are not possible for us, yet we have confided in one another, built deep trust, made time and space for each other, frequently message, FaceTime, and voice-note. We know each other’s families, we’ve shared hopes together, and grieved together. We also make each other laugh so hard that on occasion, I have had to take my shirt off from the sheer effort. So far, I have taken my shirt off on five FaceTimes and counting…
A dynamic such as this can create really close bonds, but like everything in life, there is a real Goldilocks balance between the right amount of something, and too much of it.…