T was totally wonderful. We talked for a minute about his old truck so I could take my shoes off, he stood by me at the emotions even though I got too scared to ask him to so I was able to tell him I was mad. We looked at old family photos and he sat beside me and he lovingly flipped through my great aunts hand written cookbook. We got to be two humans together rather than Dr and client. We did some work too... talked about my mom until he rather bluntly exclaimed that I had mother issues, then looked sheepishly at me... I laughed and asked him what ever would give him that impression. He smiled knowing he didn’t offend me. He acknowledged and validated my impatience at how slow things are going and my desire to have longer or more frequent sessions in a way that allowed the conversation to stay open to options. He was just awesome... after scaring the daylights out of me by running 20 minutes late.