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He could play with his truck. I could play with the dolls. Side by side. (As a child, I never played with dolls.)

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I love this, love this, love this. Now I'm stealing your fantasy! The idea of T playing with his trucks is way too cute.

</div></font></blockquote><font class="post">When T told me about his experience with play therapy, he told me he was down on his hands and knees, pushing a truck and making truck noises. And he ran his truck into the doll of a girl named "Susie" (another of the therapist-students taking the play therapy course). And they had this little spat due to that "accident." And the play therapist was there to help them. I have held that conversation in my mind a long time, I guess. Now I want to be on the ground playing with T. Him with the truck and me with the doll. Maybe I want his truck to run into my doll and us to repair our collision.

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Sunny, I'm sorry you have to share your T right now. But, before long you will be back together just the two of you

</div></font></blockquote><font class="post">Thanks, sister. It's not actually just that I'm sharing now, because I am still having weekly individual sessions, but they are focused on dealing with hugely important emotional issues related to the divorce.

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ECHOES said:
sunny's T...

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Ahhhh, I love that, ECHOES!