What's Your Favorite Therapy?

I think everyone has their own therapy.

It may be formal sessions with a therapist.

But it may also be as simple as a chocolate stash

that you know you can reach for at the end of a crazy day.

It may be a weekly lunch date with a friend.

Or perhaps "retail therapy."

My therapy of choice is working on scrapbooks with my mom.

One of the things we laugh about is misplaced sticky letters! 

Tuesday.

Scrapbooking Night.

Well, at least from February to May

and from September to November.

These are the months that (between my Mom's schedule and mine)

we can manage to get together on a regular basis.

Weather permitting.

Tonight is the night.

Two hours of virtually uninterrupted time.

Perhaps I will finally get my December Daily album done.

And then there is the album I'm working on for a friend.

And, of course, our family album - which I need to catch up on.

As important as the finished products are to me,

time with my mom is more precious.

We have spent hours of time face-to-face

across the dining room table.

Discussing hard subjects.

Sharing joys.

Sometimes tears.

Always laughter.

Good therapy.

And if you don't count all the scrapbook supplies,

it's FREE!

See you later Mom.