I ran into my therapist at the Home Depot shortly after I started therapy.....she was in the paint aisle....I was in hardware......we exchanged glances across the ceiling fan display....I blew her a kiss and she gave me the finger...I wrote about it in my diary and think about it often.......we connected on another level that day.....and to think I drove the extra 3 miles to the Home Depot when I could have shopped at Lowe's...

it was destiny...............