|Grandpa and his girls|
Three simple words; a question: "How are you?"
A question to which I reply "I'm OK, how are you?" - or something else.
A caring tone; a sympathetic look; honest, open concern from one who knows the deep waters I must traverse.
It's a question that needs a voice - not txt or email or a Fb poke! A question for which communication technology can never surpass the value of the human voice.
"How are you?" is a question that invites a response.
"Thanks for asking."
Today I am writing about life, and not specifically midwifery. My thoughts have been prompted by a deeply personal experience which has brought me to a new appreciation of the value of that personal question, "How are you?"
As I reflect on my own experience I feel ashamed at my own failure to be with others in their distress. As I receive messages through the various (impersonal/technological) means of communication, my heart longs for the personal word.
I don't think this need to use personal communication will ever be lost, even as generations of young people who have been nurtured at the bountiful breast of information technology move into adult life. Their basic need for human interaction will be most keenly felt when they face life's challenges and difficulties; when they need a caring voice to ask, "How are you?"