Because I’m hosting a retreat for group therapists at our home today, I need to make a long story, short.
Yesterday, I had a long day in which I
- visited the hospital’s gift shop,
- facilitated a Coping and Healing therapy group,
- did individual therapy,
- responded on short notice to people in crisis,
- said “au revoir” — feeling sad AND happy — to graduating social work intern (and my co-writer and co-performer of the song “Nobody’s Perfect”), wonderful Nat Shirley,
- exchanged short horn-honks with another yellow Honda Fit like mine,
- had a short conversation with the two lovely people riding in that Honda Fit, and
- sang one short original song near the end of a long Open Mic night, all the while being my short self wearing a long skirt and long earrings.
Since pictures are worth a thousand words, sharing photos might be the best way to make a long story short.
Amelia and Percy, my new Honda-Fit friends, told me a short story about how she thinks our cars are yellow and he thinks they’re lime green.
Here‘s me telling the long story, short, about how I left the house before I felt ready:
Please leave your long or short comments, below.
Long gratitude, short:
