I had a truly connected session today. I haven't seen T in a week and since I usually go twice it felt like a long time to me since I last saw him. I was feeling kind of down and T was really, really with me as I told him about the surgery I had last week. I have stitches on my face above my lip and I had a panic yesterday--I was so worried that I didn't look like myself. T was so right there and empathic. He told me I looked like me. He said, "Well, I can understand how you must feel, but when I look at you, you look just like Miss Charlotte!"

I also shared my feelings that came up at two recent funerals I attended.

The past two weeks have been very chaotic for me but I managed to stay grounded and in-session felt completely held and supported. There is nothing like the feeling of being held and cared for. When it came time for me to leave T said that beginning next week we would have both sessions at the same time each week. And I replied, "For the rest of my life?" and he said, "Yes."

Sigh. I guess I'm in long term therapy.