In the 1990s I was a junior executive at a company that sponsored a major conference. I was a key planner and facilitator, so I was compelled to go. Problem was, the day before I was scheduled to depart, I got sick. Common cold I thought, but it could have been the flu. Bottom line, I felt rotten.
I can still remember the outcast feeling, sneezing and coughing on the airplane from DC to Dallas, as everyone nearby shot me dirty looks. Sadly, they were captive in their packed-like-sardines assigned seats, inhaling the certain infection I was delivering to their local atmosphere.
There has never been a more important time to connect with each other.
Social distancing is absolutely vital during this dangerous pandemic as there are only a few ways to stop the spread of the coronavirus. Number one, of course, is staying home, and staying away from others. Washing hands, wiping down surfaces, wearing a mask or mouth covering when going out, and getting tested and treated if you are sick are also keys to stopping this menace.
But there’s another sickness we need to watch out for: Loneliness.