Historic Day!

So Tuesday November 4th 2008 turned out to be a a pretty big deal. Im sure that voting in a new president counted but thats not what Im a talkin about. For me it was personal and Im tearing up just recalling its significance. I was a teenager when dad asked me what I wanted to do with my life. ( I now realize how important that question is for a parent) I told him I wanted to be a Psychologist. He told me that would take lots of years of school, Im sure my geometry grade gave him reason to caution me. In second grade I wanted to be a stewardess, now known as a flight attendant. Other than that there has only been one dream . I thought it was a Psychologist but the purpose of our first years of college is to set us straight on what we really want. Social Work looks at the social systems that affect people. We care about it all. Hunger, poverty, discrimination, HIV, sibling rivalry, family connections, education, culture, religion it all shapes who we become. I personally love the family system, and dreamed of a day I would be a guide in the family therapy process it was an ominous thought. Which leads me back to Tuesday my historic day. Tuesday I moved from individual therapy with 3 sisters to family therapy with everyone. I was beyond nerveous. I know how valueable change can be for people.Finding new ways of looking at one another, new memorys, new labels or no labels. I survived the hour with a prayer, Virginia Satirs teachings and a sketch pad . The 5 year old and the 40 year old all stayed interested and invested. I was moved that they wanted it enough to face the many needs for change. It will be painful and conforntive and healing. I LOVE WHAT I DO which is watching the most intimate and powerful places be explored in a human sole, often my own sole is included. I hope you celabrate your milestones , they are such great markers of where we have been and where we are headed. I still have a western family water bottle in my top drawer that Ginger drank out of right after she finished her first big race, it was significant to me that it was her first well earned reward after victory. I appreciate a family of builders all pressing beyond their comfort to be more. Go Felecia you are 1/3 done and JP you know where you are goin thats big! Keep writing your scripts Scott, Power chair on Scotty. I know most of those wheel chair door openers are broke but you keep movin across that corrupt campus to your dream. To the red head who is liven the Peach State Dream keep takin chances, And to my many sisters who day dreamed as little girls themselves, about the faces of the children you would hold as your own, you are there ! Is this great or what. Now to play the piano, paint and speak Spanish .