Even though I had words with my daughter and vacated her home I can’t say this trip has been a total waste. I have reconnected with my son in a positive way. My feelings towards my son’s girlfriend have somewhat changed, she’s been nothing but a kind and gracious hostess. They’ve made me feel very welcome.
I met my thirteen month old granddaughter for the first time and have spent time with her and my grandson whom I’ve seen only once before. He can’t quite say grandmother or grandma so he calls me grammer. They’re both so precious and adorable. I love them both to pieces.
I met with my biological daughter for the first time in two years and things went really well. We both left feeling encouraged and hopeful for the future. Even though I left suddenly I did spend some wonderful time with my granddaughter painting watercolour cards at the kitchen table and playing with her horses. I went for lunch and then coffee a few days later with my godmother who was very significant to me in my youth.
Because of where my son lives (out in the country) I wasn’t able to meet up with any of my friends but that’s fine, there will be a next time and I will have a plan (and gas money) for transportation.
I would say part, not all, of my trip was fucked up but the SNAFU allowed me more time with my other grandkids and more time to restore my relationship with my son, and parts of my itinerary were still fulfilled.
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My Phoenix Rising 