This Kind of Love, part 2
In my last post I shared a little about the connection that develops between client and therapist. You can re-read that post here.
I have been a little hesitant to continue to share, as I am afraid it is too difficult to explain and may sound strange or unboundaried, and that that is somehow bad or wrong. But then, this is exactly what I created this blog for – as a means to express what is usually so caged. So I am fighting against the voice that tells me I “can’t” and saying “I will.” I am also believing that by sharing it, I will reach someone who needs a little ‘umph’ to know that they’re okay.
So here goes another little birdy into flight.
As a therapist (or teacher, social worker, child-care provider, etc) once in awhile we come across a child we connect with differently. We love all of our clients/students/children, of course, but when we are very honest there are one or two that speak to us differently. They nestle into spaces in our heart we didn’t know were there. Below is a letter to one such client.
If you’ve ever felt like you can’t adequately express your connection to someone, and you’d like to be able to share it, feel free to contact me. I promise to honor your story and keep it private.