Moving On Another Time

Today’s blog is about decisions.

Sometimes it feels as if decisions can be tough.  For me at least.  But somehow I knew after just a short time that the place I had chosen for my office was not the best space.  It did not feel like the dream which I had envisioned for my clients.  It did not seem like it would be the best place for me to be long term.  Even further, it did not seem like my clients could be the best versions of themselves there.

Somehow I needed to make a decision.  A change.  A move.  Again.  And off I went searching again for a place where I truly envisioned myself being the best therapist I can possibly strive to be.  I searched for a place where my clients can truly relax, feel good about where they are when they are with me, and let themselves go.

Then, I found it!  As soon as I saw it I knew it was a great place for me and my clients.  Therefore, I made a decision.  I acted upon my decision and went for it. And soon I will be moving in.

I truly know this will be a good decision for myself and for my clients.  Yet, as we know, change can be hard.  Scary.  Overwhelming.  However, I am choosing to also re-frame for myself when I look at this situation and think things such as:

This will be great!

I can’t wait to be in this space!

I think my clients will love it here!

And on and on my thoughts go.

So, dear reader, how do you re-frame for yourself when you feel overwhelmed?  When a decision needs to be made and you may be faced with “What do I do?”  My suggestion is to sit back, take it all in, make the decision which you feel will be best for yourself and those effected by it, and then re-frame if needed.  And lastly, smile that things can only look up.

Until next time.



Another Half is History

Exactly one week ago today I completed my third half marathon.  I had many different feelings going into the race, one of which was fear which I talked about in my last blog.  The day before, my family and I traveled to Philadelphia for the race.  We did some sightseeing and also had dinner with some teammates from our running team who were also there.  Then we settled in for the night.

The morning of the race was overcast and cool.  I had my usual pre-race nerves.  I tried to keep them in check because this was my husbands first half marathon and I did not want to do anything to detract from his experience.  As I stood at the starting line with my husband and my son my husband turned to me and said, “Just focus on yourself.”

It turns out I did just that.  It was the first long race that I did not put music on.  I simply went along and thought about various things.  Here were some of my thoughts:

OMG, WHY am I doing this?!

Where is the next mile?!

Is that sun I see!?

False alarm, rain!

Then, I also had other thoughts:

I am SO lucky to be doing this.

There were times in my life I could not do this.

There will be a day I can no longer do this.  Today is not that day.

And I simply went on…  and on… and on…

From about mile 3 on I walked.  It felt long, but I embraced the experience.  Towards the end when it was raining and pelting sideways there was this man who wound up next to me.  In terms I should not write here (insert a few choice words!) I asked this man where the finish was.  Him and I then stayed together as he talked me through the end of the race.  After finishing he turned to me and high fived and said “See you next time!”

In reality I will probably never see this man again.  Yet, I will never forget him.  He was there for me when I needed somebody to talk me through when I was fairly exhausted.  And seeing somebody greet him at the finish line not caring that he was at the back of the pack with me and greeting him loudly with “I’m so proud of you!”  made me realize something.  It truly is not about speed.  It is about finishing, accomplishment and being my best self.

Until next time dear reader.


Alicia Joel-LCSW