Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

This morning as my husband and I were walking, I felt heavy, sluggish.  I had my new tennis shoes on and they did feel cushy, but it wasn't enough to lift my mood.  Even the sparkly flowers and plants from last night's shower did not cheer me.  I had this feeling last Saturday, and exercise helped.  Today, nada.  This is the mood I'm in, and there is no way to scramble out of it quickly.  Fortunately, I see my therapist today.  We've been meeting every couple of weeks since my older daughter had a  recurrence of cancer, and though her treatment is going quite well, I need the therapist to steady me.  She has been a support for a dozen years now, and sometimes I don't see her for many weeks, but right now I appreciate our long relationship.  Her daughter is about to have a baby, so we will be doing phone calls while she's away.  What does she do?  Well, for one thing she reminds me of events in my life that have left me with trauma.  So I'm aware of the trigger.  She will give advice.  I trust it, because she holds so much history.  She's a kind of swim buddy.  I will get some clarity from our time together today.  I may even get the slug out of me.  We'll see.