Daughter hung up on me again this evening. Tonight she was mad because I won't let her move back here. I told her I look forward to her visits and to spending time with her, but she's not going to live here. She said, "Then you're not my mother. Good-bye." She then hung up the phone.
I talked to a staff member earlier in the evening, who was calling to figure out the carbs on the pizza they were having for supper. I asked her how she thought things were going, and she said Daughter hasn't been happy recently, but isn't willing to talk about what is bothering her.
I tried to get her thinking about goals for the coming year, and asked her about getting a job. She wasn't very enthusiastic about the idea. There is a party tomorrow night, but she has said she doesn't want me to attend. I told her to let me know if she changed her mind.
I'm sorry she's having a hard time right now, but she's going to have to work through it. I'm not going to rescue her. I'm not going to bring her back here and have to live with her drama. It's a lot easier not to get hooked when the drama is limited to a phone call or two each day. I'm enjoying the empty nest.