A family therapist is not something I expected to be

When I was a young woman living in Ottawa driving around town in my Triumph GT6 I felt like I was on top of the world.  My mother wasn’t so sure, she thought the car was a death trap.  It was also a money pit but I loved it and kept it on the road for a long time with the help of my mechanic friend, Isamu.  Then finally, enough was enough and I sold it and went on with the rest of my life.  Little did I appreciate or anticipate all the curve balls that would be thrown at me.  Such is the way of the world.  My current 25 years plus family counselling practice in Toronto benefits from everything I have ever trained for and known to be true.  The fun, the challenges, the pain, the dreams, the after dreams, journeys taken step by step, marked by transformational events.  If you’d like  to benefit from counselling from somebody who’s been there, give me a call or send me a message.  I’ll be sure to answer.

 

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