The early morning lightshow of thunder and lightning should have been enough to dissuade my friend, Paul, and me from pursuing our Saturday morning canoe ride. Knowing that summer storms in Florida are common and fleeting, however, we continued to make our way down to the Peace River in spite of the huge black clouds overhead.
Last week I saw a patient for the first time in eight years, and I was encouraged to see that she had lost weight, successfully weathered some of life’s storms and emerged with a positive attitude. Previously, we had worked together for almost a year to clean up several issues from a very painful childhood, and we were both quite pleased with her progress at the time. More recently, she had been diagnosed with Fibromyalgia, and her physician believed that reconnecting with her psychologist would be beneficial.
No one plans on it happening quite this way. There is never a time in childhood when a boy decides he'll start a family twenty or more years behind the rest of his classmates. And yet, one day during the season of life known as middle age, there he is, cradling his spitting image in the body of a new born baby.
If you grew up in the 1960s, it was almost a requirement to watch the annual showing of "The Wizard of Oz" with your family. As exciting as Dorothy and Toto's yellow-bricked journey to Oz was to me, I thought there were two serious flaws in the movie. First, the flying monkeys regressed my toilet training a good two years. Secondly, the movie's ending was lamer than Raymond Burr on "Ironside."
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