I feel so much gratitude towards my therapist. She validates me. She guides me. She casts light into the murky darkness of my mind. She brings clarity to confusion. She offers me exactly the amount of support she knows this emotional cripple needs. She hears me. She defends me. She is my advocate. She sympathizes and empathizes. She's there for me when I need her. She puts up with me. She's patient with me. A document of many pages could not contain enough words to properly describe how much my T has done for me.

So, how can I best honor my therapist who means the world to me?