Today the granddaughters leave on their summer holiday. They go to Nevada tonight to visit their grandfather (my first husband) and their sunt (their mother’s half-sister). They will spend 5 days at each house. Already my ex is fretting about what to do with them. It’s been a long time since he had to entertain 15 year olds. I’m sure he’ll find some things to do with them, even in his little town. They are sure to have a good time with Aunt Rachel and her baby. He’s 18 months old and they have never seen him. I know they will have a good time with them.
On June 14 they fly from Las Vegas to San Diego to see their father and his second family at Camp Pendleton. Actually they live in Wincester. They are going back to the roots. They were born in Oceanside at Camp Pendleton Naval Hospital. I know they will have a good time seeing their half-brother and sister who are 6 and 2, respectively. They will be there for the rest of the summer. They return Aug. 23, just before school starts again.
I will miss them more than words can say. We unusually do something together on the weekend: a movie and/or going out to eat. To be without them all summer will be difficult. Last summer they were here all summer because their dad was in Afghanistan and they spent time at my pool and we went to the movies and shopping. But this summer they will be gone all summer. That will be really difficult for me because I love to be with them.
I’m hoping my daughter and I can mend our differences and get along better and perhaps spend some time together this summer. I know she and her husband need to spend time together, but I’d like to spend some time with her, too. I hope we can learn to get along better. I am seeing my therapist every two weeks and hope that helps me to behave myself with her. Sabrina is going to see him too and I hope that helps her get some of her frustrations out during sessions. Eventually maybe we can have joint counseling session without attacking each other.
It’s going to be a long summer.