My heart skip and a jump
She text messages me two days ago...
Mom, I miss you. Can we please see each other?
She wants to meet at our favourite restaurant downtown. The one with the great patio view and salad with pine nuts. I'm over the moon..and then scared. Control yourself Sandi..deep breaths.
She wants to have dinner... you can' t cry and blubber and beg her to come home...you can't duct tape her and throw her in the trunk...you can't smack her upside the head and tell her to stop being so stubborn.
We had a wonderful time. Dinner, some serious talking, a walk through the market in search of decadent gellato. It was heaven for me. She would catch me staring at her and I'd be warm all over. Thats my baby walking arm in arm with me.
Short version is; she misses her life. she realizes that she made some poor choices and never considered the consequences. She feels like she's caught in a downward spiral and knows this isn't what her life is supposed to be. Dear God I was cool as a cucumber. I nodded and squeezed her hand and told her I would do everything I could to help her figure it all out. Inside I was bursting with joy. This is a step, a huge step and she took it on her own. Dad is enabling her right now and although I don't judge him, I also don't think he has the capacity to help her crawl out of the hole by himself. She not ready to come home. She might never be ready. Her dad gives her free rein and she's not quite ready to give that up but she does want to rebuild with me. She does want to reach her hand out to me and let me help her. For now, she is going to see a psychologist once a week and she's going to spend time with her mommy again. This makes me unbelievably happy.
Thank You God. Thank You.
Mom, I miss you. Can we please see each other?
She wants to meet at our favourite restaurant downtown. The one with the great patio view and salad with pine nuts. I'm over the moon..and then scared. Control yourself Sandi..deep breaths.
She wants to have dinner... you can' t cry and blubber and beg her to come home...you can't duct tape her and throw her in the trunk...you can't smack her upside the head and tell her to stop being so stubborn.
We had a wonderful time. Dinner, some serious talking, a walk through the market in search of decadent gellato. It was heaven for me. She would catch me staring at her and I'd be warm all over. Thats my baby walking arm in arm with me.
Short version is; she misses her life. she realizes that she made some poor choices and never considered the consequences. She feels like she's caught in a downward spiral and knows this isn't what her life is supposed to be. Dear God I was cool as a cucumber. I nodded and squeezed her hand and told her I would do everything I could to help her figure it all out. Inside I was bursting with joy. This is a step, a huge step and she took it on her own. Dad is enabling her right now and although I don't judge him, I also don't think he has the capacity to help her crawl out of the hole by himself. She not ready to come home. She might never be ready. Her dad gives her free rein and she's not quite ready to give that up but she does want to rebuild with me. She does want to reach her hand out to me and let me help her. For now, she is going to see a psychologist once a week and she's going to spend time with her mommy again. This makes me unbelievably happy.
Thank You God. Thank You.
posted by Sandi at 4:45 PM
1 Comments:
It makes more than just you unbelieabley happy too. I got very excited when I saw her post on her facebook that she was going to see you. I'm so glad it went well Sandi.
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