I've never been a hugger and Covid has been good for me in that respect.
I work in a huggy environment and I belong to two clubs with lots of huggers, I've always kept myself a bit distant. Most people understand I'm not a hugger even though I've rarely said it out loud.
However DH died, my sons left home and I now get barely any physical contact at all. Yesterday morning I was at a community event with some of the huggers and whilst they were only really offering a little lean in, hands on shoulders type hug, because they know me, I lent in for a couple of really good bear hugs. It was possibly the best bit of my day.
I feel a proper cow now that I hadn't previously realised how important a hug can be. I'm not about to start hugging people who don't want it, but this is the year to have a personality change and start accepting those hugs?
When I started writing this I thought it was tounge in cheek, but I find I'm deadly serious!