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Winter Fuel: The Present of Presence

I spent yesterday with my dad, loading the wheelbarrow with logs and stacking near the house, ready for the imminent cold snap. This time two months ago, we weren’t even sure if we’d see his smile or hear his crazy sense of humour ever again. To be outside with him, discussing the merits of various log shapes may seem simple, but it truly was a gift. The edgy, rational “do some work” part of my brain was quietened. Time with people really is something you can’t buy and you certainly can’t make up for if you miss. Our need for social connection is viewed by our brain, as important as our need for basic survival items, like food and water (Rock, 2018) so it’s not surprising that we feel so

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