They monitored my status regularly and comforted me the best they could. I felt safe and in good hands as I gradually began to process what had happened and how close I had come to death's door. The couple walks into the office of the family court counselor - the husband looking dazed, the wife with eyes red from crying. They are greeted warmly and offered seats at the round table with flowers on it. Then the counselor gently begins asking questions.
Tears begin to flow as the pain surfaces.
The counselor gently but capably moves through the necessary inquiries, checking each answer with both of them, in order to include both of their perspectives. First the wife answers, and the counselor checks her answer with her husband. They move through question after question, each answer verified by both of them. The process of unraveling the tangled confusion of their lives together has begun, and as each piece is added to the puzzle, the picture becomes clearer. They are focusing intently now, as they add piece by piece, skillfully guided by the counselor.