Another week is chocked up and gone by the wayside. I honestly thought that when we left Arizona we left the problems we were experiencing with my mother 2,400 miles away. So wrong was I. You would think out of site, out of mind....but no....I have not been that fortunate. Since July 16th, when we left AZ, I have tried and basically succeeded in blocking out the crap she has tried to start. We have unlimited long distance. I am rarely the one making the phone calls; Kiddo wishes to talk to her grandmother (but at times is sorry she did).
The latest phone call (Friday evening (8-31) I did not hear about until yesterday, Sunday (9-2).
Kiddo finally discussed it with me, but first making me promise not to get angry at grandma (first sign of trouble to come). She then talked to me about the phone call. Grandma wanted to know how school was going....Kiddo was honest and explained the problems she was having (mind you...they can be resolved and are not life threatening :giljotiini: ) My daughter then heard a tirade of chatter from the other end of the connection :yadayada: consisting of what a horrible person I was for taking her out of AZ where she was content, had friends, and was well adjusted to her surroundings. To add further ammunition, Kiddo was also told that grandmother and her friends want to find a way to take her back to AZ.
Now, I have a teenager girl - they are good at playing sides. My fear is that down the road, when daughter is angry about rules and regulations, will this be used? (not to say it will, but she is a teen)
Kiddo was told all this instead of being encouraged in the adjustment process. (change is hard for anyone) Rationally and realistically I know there is not a chance in He** that they are going to take Kiddo back to AZ. HOWEVER, I became quite livid and wanted to call AZ instantly and tell her off. I was not permitted near the phone. Last evening though I was told "Call your Mother, be nice." I did not want to call her...and I especially did not want to be nice. As my loving child begged me, I called.
And ohhhhhhh how the story changed. I was told quite the opposite of what was told to Kiddo...so if I had said anything, I woulda been told my kid was lying (it's happened before). So.....I bit my tongue (dang it's sore today) and was civil.
Ok...I feel better...I've unloaded this source of anguish - ready to move on to the next challenge.