The Mind Doctor

Originally posted 12 April 2011

The mind doctor greets me with a smile and an “I need to hear something good from you.”

I laugh as I think of our last session when the news was not so good creating a rare moment of speechlessness. I began with an update of my health, which was positive overall, before meandering on to the grief that I made the original appointment to discuss. He has such a welcoming demeanor about him putting me at ease so much that I have to remind myself this is a professional relationship, not a friendship. So I go, I talk, he listens, he talks, and I listen.

Even though he does not let me off the hook for things he picks up on in the conversation that I need to look at in my life, I always feel more alive, more resolute, more determined to live life fully when I leave.

 

 

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Author: Pamela K. Young

I have not only lived many chapters in one life, but many lives in one body. The person I am today is far wiser than the me of young adulthood. My life is like your life with its ebb and flow. We are all connected in some way. I am a wife, mother, and grandmother, but what makes me, well, me is the way I wife, mother, and grandmother. I am a liver transplant survivor. Whatever devastation you have survived, we survived in our individual ways. I create with words and photos. I am a writer and photographer.

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