Finally, A Therapist in the Family
I just got a notice from my niece, Heather of her graduation from Valdosta State University in Georgia with a Master's Degree in Clinical/Counseling Psychology. Congratulations Heather! You make us all proud.
I find this none too soon for we sure could use a therapist in the family. Perhaps, she can figure out what makes her quirky uncle, moi, tick. I just hope she has survived this training without always opening conversations with "Tell me how you feel. No, how do you really feel!" After just a summer training at Boston State Hospital I found myself talking like this. Thankfully, I got over it.
Over the years and distance, I have come to know the girls as" Laura, the serious and responsible; Heather, the sensitive, and Andrea, the funny one. I am not sure this is totally accurate. I do remember a very sensitive note Heather sent me at a time I was crazy-depressed.
And Andrea, when young use to speak to me on the telephone in a thick North Carolina affected dialect and ask me if I know what she was talking about. These moments no doubt have coloured my view of them. I wish I had seen more of them over the years for a fuller understanding of them. They are distinct personalities and have become wonderful successful adults.
Perhaps, if I find my way to Charlotte for Laura's wedding I can corner Heather and have her help me explore my psyche. There could be a long line of family members behind me. Oh! she may come to regret her career choice.
May Life continue to bring you much joy and success, Heather.