The girls are with their sperm donor for the weekend.
This after he failed to show up at his mid week visit...no phone call, no heads up, no explanation. The girls asked me not to confront him about it and I respected it.
They didn't answer his calls all week either. I don't know if that was them "punishing" him or if that was their way of coping with the rejection they felt once again. Either way, they felt sure they were going to be getting the lecture of all lectures when they got to his place....apparently, NOT wanting to talk to him on the phone is a punishable offense.
Lei is really struggling right now between knowing and understanding that her father does shitty stuff consistently and without apology, and still wanting to be close to him. I just love and support her in her relationship journey. Jaala has been there and done that and written him off as untrustworthy, unreliable and not worth her time. She told me she won't talk on the phone to him because then she cannot see his eyes and face. Apparently that is really important to her in her interactions with him.
In other news, crafting is going strong, so far we have several gifts complete and several in process.
I'm loving watching Jaala and Lei hand sew their gifts for their friends. Coming up with the idea of something that will be meaningful...knowing their friends' hearts and minds and thinking solely of them in their creations. It is so delicious!
As we crafted for Grammy and Papa, the exclamations of how cool this is and how much they're going to love it and where will they put it....filled the air. Fun and beautiful.
Given the personalities of my girls, it really, truly is much more meaningful to craft and create gifts, than to shop and choose and buy.
Jaala hates shopping, even for shoes. She walks into a store, the colours, the light, the wall to wall, ceiling to floor displays overwhelm her eyes and brain and she totally shuts down.
Leishabeth sees everything and explodes into a little Tasmanian devil browsing everything, marking various items with her radar, setting up an einie, meinie minie moe station for 311 things she's interested in....wait, maybe it's me who explodes before she's done choosing......!!!!!
For Jaala, nothing heartfelt comes from shopping. Only bitterness, boredom and attitude. She'd rather sit in the van and read :) LOVE!!!
For Leishabeth, the stress of choosing the perfect thing in the budget etc is huge. She gets very anxious if she's rushed. And truly, who has 5 hours to spend in the store letting her choose????
We spend the time at home instead, coming up with ideas, brainstorming and (sometimes simultaneously) searching through my significant stash to find materials.
I think the elimination of a price limit makes Leisha's creativity soar. The elimination of the over stimulation gives Jaala the freedom to let her mind wander and come up with some really lovely things.
It just works. I just love it.
This is one of my favourite holidays, SIMPLY because I so very much enjoy the time sitting on the kitchen floor with my girls visiting as we craft, seeing their skills and abilities blossom over our years of crafting, and watching their ideas mature and their gifting become so much more outwardly focused. *no longer the 3 year olds who believed Uncle Vern would love a "polly pocket" for his birthday!!!!!*
Time flies, it carries us on, it alters our perceptions and our perspectives. We are changed over time and the subtleties of the changes are lost until we look at them from the distance of time passed. Hind sight, while it often brings me grief, in this regard brings me joy.
Focusing on the joy today.
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