My daughter finally told my granddaughter about my new life. She now knows about Rachel and thinks it kinda cool that one of her friends has the same name. I am not holding my breath but maybe I will finally get to see them on my next trip north.
I will take it as good news and hope it is just not because it's Christmas time again and I would once again be being used only for what she can get from me. I feel horrible speaking about my daughter like that but it's what I have known since my transition. The proof is in the pudding as they say.
I post this so that ya'll know that things can sometimes change if we give them time and I don't just come here to b***h when things are not good.