The rock my T gave me has more significance than just a rock. It's a Lepidolite. It's supposed to aid in change and mental health. The stuffed animal is to bring me comfort when I'm missing her. But it's a silly monster, so that I will remember how we always laugh together and hopefully bring a smile to my face. Both she picked out and bought for me. Nothing in her office is actually hers (minus a lamp) because she shares her office.

My T is away on vacation at the moment, but she has still offered email contact. She knows it really helps even if it's a few sentences.