I think about her every day most hours, only as a way of comforting myself, to reasure myself she's still there, and sometimes when at work and the "masses" are talking crap, gossiping or whatever, I think the my times with T and it feels nice, its a relationship that not only exists in the theraputic hour, it exists within us, we carry it around and can refer to it when and as we need.

Sometimes when I'm at work and the chat is going on around me and I sit with a serene smile on my face just remembering the warmth of the relationship compared to the emptiness of whats going around me at times.