A Welcome Phone Call


I received a phone call from Sabrina last evening. She was at the airport waiting for her flight to Las Vegas. She is going out for DJames’s 1st birthday, which is on Friday. Rachel is picking her up and she will stay with Rachel until Thursday. Then her dad comes back from SC, and she wants to take DJames and stay with him overnight, returning to Rachel’s on Friday Then she flies back on Saturday.

It will do her good to get away, I think. Clinton has been complaining about how expensive the Silverbelles are. Tonight they have more pictures. They were selling candles, but no one asked me to buy any. I tried to tell Sabrina that I will certainly buy whatever they have to sell. That’s what grandparents are for! I also thought that I would text her today and suggest that the girls work for me one day a week cleaning my house. That way they can earn some money to help pay for Silverbelles. They have made friends and love it. They are physically fit. Both, especially Jackie, have lost a ton of weight. Clint threatens that if they bring home a “C,” he will make them quit. Jerk. I’ll bet HE got a number of Cs in school.

Sabrina says she still feels exhausted. She thinks it is the Pristque and she doesn’t feel less anxious, nor is her OCD under control. She has been looking for a psychiatrist, but people are not taking new patients. I told her to talk to John about getting her in with Dr. S. She may not be taking new patients, but he could probably get her in. Maybe Xanax or Klonopin would help her, or some other med. She is going to see John by herself on Monday. He called her yesterday. That will be good; maybe she will be able to open up about her issues with that insufferable jerk of a husband. I told John about how his parents wrecked their car and took off for Saudi Arabia without telling them or offering to pay for repairs. John says that she needs to see that HE is the cause of her anxiety, not me.

I will see John Thursday week, before I go to NYS. Sabrina did get my email about my holiday plans. So that should relieve some of her anxiety about the holidays.

Thank you, God, that things are working out better. I am so grateful she called.

Tonight I will pick up the girls’ notes for their dad after Islam 101 class, then mail the package on Friday. I hope I can get my piercing done before my doctor appt.

I asked Sabrina what the girls want for their birthday and Christmas. They have lists, so I will also ask them, then run it by Sabrina.

Please, God, protect Sabrina on her trip. Help the girls to survive their week with Clint.

About mairedubhtx

I am a "youngish" grandmother of 15 year old twin granddaughter who has recently (is a year "recent"?) adopted Islam as my way of life, much to the consternation of my family. I love to read. I love to write. I am writing a book about my decision to revert, about my spiritual journey. I have another blog about stories from my youth, my parents, and grandparents. It's a blog so my OCD daughter will not be able to throw it out when I die. I suffer from depression and anxiety, for which I am treated, so my posts may be a bit dark at times. C'est la vie.
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