"This Woman's Work" - Maxwell A hopeful, new Counselor walked into my office today for a second chance. He looked like he had a lot on his mind; on his plate and he seemed nervous just walking in. I asked him if he needed more time to think things through to prepare for his evaluation, but he didn't respond right away. He seemed distant. I asked him if it was personal and he simply nodded his head, "Yes." It was hard for him to make eye contact at first, but finally he sat up and placed his hands on his knees. "My wife is in the E.R.," he said without blinking. He looked away again. I sat across from him, careful not to invade his space. "Do you want to talk about it?" I asked softly. He shook his head, "No." I knew whatever it was, he was tired of talking about it. He just wanted to get this over with and fast, but I gave him a minute. He needed a minute. He said he was ready and with that, we moved forward. He completed the ne...
A song pops up in my head in bed, carrying with it a memory that may not always be described in words. So the music in it of itself allows me to tell my stories. This is my writer's pen. This is my '3' and my 'M'. This is my passion in life; my blog; my light and though it may occasionally lose its shine, it will never completely leave me in the dark.