
I’m dealing with my therapist’s retirement announcement in my own way. I’m happy. I’m sad. I’m so hopeful for her future. I wish her well, too.
But I am not looking forward to the search that is before me for a new one.
And so, I’m writing poetry about it. Of course, I am. Of course, I am.
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