I remember it as if it was yesterday. Nearly 30 years ago, I greeted…let’s call her Becky for confidentiality sake…I greeted Becky for the first time in the therapy clinic waiting room. She presented with disheveled brown hair, no make up, and a deer-in-the-head-light stare. I wondered if she were using drugs or drinking excessively….
Practice Makes Perfect!
I can hardly believe it! This year makes 27 years that I have been practicing marriage and family therapy. This week marked my 12th year in private practice. Wow! I remember when the so called old-timers would say, “Where did the time go? It feels like just yesterday.” Now, I am the old-timer and I…
