Whew! What a ride!

Our last session was very nice. Peaceful. A sad but also truly joyous time.

In therapy, I know no door ever closes, and when I pass back through my old home town we agreed to meet.

I told him to be happy and be well. I've never meant anything more in my life.

I'm sure our paths will cross again, but not yet.

Even though it's mostly "me" now, there will always be a teeny little bit of "we".

THAT's a very good thing.

Now I know what Shakespeare meant by "sweet sorrow". True that.