I met with my biological daughter for the first time in two years and since we’d barely spoken in the last few years it was a bit nerve-wracking for me. I may not have been the visit I wanted as her husband was to join us after work but I wanted her to feel safe and secure. and if that is what she needed, so be it. She did agree to meet a half hour before her husband was to join us and catch up a bit. I didn’t expect to have a long visit.
Before we even met I felt this visit should be short and sweet, and it was. We talked about how her boys are doing, how she’s been and we talked about art, hers and mine. We touched on how I’ve been and then her husband arrived. Then the three of us had plenty of laughs.
She’s become a full time artist, she sells her paintings and does some commissioned work. I told her I was kind of the same only because I paint every day, I don’t have another job and I’ve sold three paintings plus I have one commissioned job to work on when I get back. I’m on a much smaller scale.
She did confess she had been a bit nervous herself but left feeling encouraged and hopeful. I have to say I felt the same encouragement and hope. There were plenty of things to talk about besides the family, the past and our respective mental health issues. We were able to keep things light and on the positive side. And thus begins our journey to repair our relationship and it’s a big deal.
Next time I come up we’ll see each other again, maybe even take in a movie or something.
My Phoenix Rising 