Well, today is the big day I meet with my new therapist for the first time. I requested this specific therapist, and yet can't figure out why I'm dreading this so much. Maybe it'll go better than I could have expected. I leave in a little less than an hour for this appt.
Tomorrow morning I'm headed to my long time (33yrs to be exact) friends house. She lives about an hour and fifteen minutes away which is why we don't meet up as often as we used to. Apparently I'm a motivator to her. When I'm there we manage to get a lot of stuff done that otherwise she may put off, but in some respects I get her being like that although she's not always that way. The 2nd anniversary of her son (and only child) and daughter in law's passing are only a month away.
It's traumatic to lose two people so close to you, but the way in which she lost them made it even more so, and I just happened to be by her side as everything unfolded. So it's hard to tell how this visit is going to go, but she is looking forward to both me and my dog going down. My dog makes for a GREAT therapy dog. There are people who actually come to my place for some Star (my dog) therapy. I'm not sure if we're staying the night tomorrow, or just coming back tomorrow night. Normally when I've gone down I end up spending the night so we can work on something the next day, but we'll just play it by ear this time.
Well, hope you all have a lovely day and weekend!!