On Valentine’s Day the girls had a blast exchanging valentines with all of their friends.
Abe came home early so I could see my new therapist, Mary Lou Smith. The first thing that she said when she saw me was, “Now you don’t look at all depressed!”
I sheepishly explained that I might be the happiest I have ever been, but I am still somewhat dysfunctional. Also, I added, Abe just wanted to snag a spot with her so we could each trade off weekly sessions so that we’re already in with her (she is tough to get in with) in case either of us have a crisis or meltdown. Abe needs stress and anxiety management help, and I just need….help.
Anyway, after the session, Mary Lou must have been convinced because she asked me if I felt okay waiting so long until our next session!! I assured her that I would be perfectly fine. [laugh-cry emoji’s here.]
When I got home, the girls were going nuts excitedly eating through their Valentines.
Then I made dinner, and we all had chocolate fondue for dessert.
