The weather is nice and warm, so Frank and I went for a walk around the neighborhood. He is definitely still a pup and gets excited when he sees just about ANYTHING: bugs, birds, squirrels...and you wouldn't believe what he does when he sees a person! I love to watch him at his happiest: running around, smelling all there is to smell and discovering his little world. He's a happy little guy and that makes my heart happy! Hard to imagine life without the most infuriating, adorable, fun, handsome, hilarious, frustrating, funny part of our lives....
“I don’t know if I should congratulate you or console you.” - Craig “How about both?” - Me This was a conversation in our kitchen earlier this week. After a year and a half of weekly therapy, I had my last session with my therapist Tuesday. Not because I was over it or because it wasn’t working or because he retired. Nope. Because we got to a place where we could both say I’ve got the tools I need to move on. I have to say that there is no timeline for therapy and every situation is unique. I moved on from intensive therapy with my therapist because that it was worked for ME. I am certainly no expert and I have a feeling this isn’t the end of my therapy forever, but I do know that my experience with the right person allowed me to heal in ways I literally never thought possible. And it gave me the experience of a healthy “goodbye”. I was never prepared for that, so when we set an end date (not-so-coincidentally my Nanna’s birthday), it was hard to process. No one talks about
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