I fell asleep with s last night, thanks to some chamomile tea, and the busy day I had with D. Today my mind has been dwelling upon what I learned during my last meeting with Steve, so I've been somewhat morose because of the pain caused by a wound I believed closed. My mistaken belief was revealed two weekends ago when I drove to S's house for the first time. turning around that corner was like being hit in the chest with a brick.
At the time I was plenty aware of the emotional sensation, yet I declined to name it and hold onto it, preferring rather to let it subside. It's probably good that happened, because S would not have been inclined to leave s with me were I a tear-streaked mess. Thank creation for Steve though, for he gave me a space in which to experience and
find the source of untangle this emotional knot.
The lesson I came away with is deceptively simple when the pain it revealed was found
out. When
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