Mom called last night at 6:15 and I was with my daughter. I answered and before she could start her song, I told her that I was with Jessica- and I handed the phone over to her. I walked away, I came back five minutes later, and they were just getting ready to hang up. Jessica says to Grams- “Mom is right here; do you want to talk to her”? Grams of course -said yes. So, I took the phone and her song started.
I stopped her mid-sentence and told her I would call her later. Which I did- on the way home about a half hour later. She started right out with the same old song- you know the one by now- the one where she wants to go back to her house. Since I had her on speaker phone while driving home- I started asking her questions.
They were logically questions like: Do you want to really move from where you are? Where would you like to go? How do you think it will be different? Won’t you miss your friends? You will be the new person if you leave? How will the new place be better than where you are?
She responded, “you’re right, Cheryl these are good questions”. Then her mind changed- she decided she was fine where she was- “it’s just a good a place as anywhere- I guess” I’ll be fine. I’ll talk to you later.
She didn’t call back.
Peace & Love,
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Well … that was a new approach by you, right? Albeit most likely a small respite, I hope that gave you a bit of peace Cheryl.
Hey, a break’s a break! Take what you can.