My father was a writer. He wrote all of his life, inflicting upon many of us his novels, plays, articles, essays, and self-help books. Some were marvelous; some merely well-intentioned. But of all the things he wrote, his journal is his legacy: by turns wise and bewildering, it neared 1,100 type-written pages when he died in 2010. Although perused many times, this is the first time it will be read - cover to cover, page after page.
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Saturday, December 22, 2012
Decision Point
In the process of therapy people hopefully come to a point at which choices have to be made, where the insights have to translate into action. Some do. For others, the change is maybe too hard or it is not yet time. What makes the difference?
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