Dear T,

It was wonderful to see you again after not being able to see you for three or four weeks. I missed your safety and comfort. I even missed the ratty low love seat where patients sit. One day I might sit on the extra chair and see if I like that better.

T I have been so scared. I feared I might never see you again. Weirdly, I had the thought that if I didn't make it...how could we process it? Ack!

I cried all the way, depressed about this n that, driving to therapy today. Then, when I got to therapy and you came out early to get me...I was soo cheered up...I stopped crying. My mood totally shifted.

T, you have been so great, saying I can call you at 2am if I want. You seem to understand my fear of sleeping...my fear that I might not wake up. You seem to understand matters of senior clients...and sickness and ...death. I'm only 60! Life doesn't last long enough. I'm nosy enough that I want to stick around to see what happens. Even if all I have is the feelings of safety, comfort and my positive feelings for you....I would like to stay.

This stroke affected my mobility and speech...and my ability to think, a little bit. I worry what the next one will take.

Thank you for being warm, genuine ...and understanding some of the things I am going through.