GeorgiaXplant
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DD won't have anything to do with DS who lives 30 miles south of us, having moved back down here after being gone since 2002. I haven't seen him for Thanksgiving in six years and would really like to spend some time with him. He insists it doesn't matter, but I know it hurts him, and I'm not going to start a sh*t storm by trying to talk/manipulate/coerce DD into inviting him for dinner.
In spite of DD/DSIL and the g'kids, I feel alone. The table doesn't get set and the food put on the table. It's all on top of the kitchen stove for everybody to help themselves (which is the way all meals are served...when there's a meal that doesn't come from a drive-thru!). DGS takes his plate to his room. DSIL takes his to his chair in front of the TV. DD won't eat until everybody else has eaten. DGD picks at her food until DD decides she'll eat, then eats with DD.
For the past five years, we haven't eaten until around 4 or 5, but yesterday I asked DD if we could eat early, by 2, so that I would still have some time to go down to visit with DS for a while and still get back before dark. Her response was short and to the point: "That's fine." Nothing else.
They are both my kids, and I love them both. DD carries a grudge forever and ever. When my other son died in 2003, she hadn't spoken to her dad in more than 10 years until he flew in from California and they met at the hospital. Then she burst into tears, crying and apologizing. What's it going to take for her to speak to her remaining brother? Do I have to die first?
My heart breaks every day, heals while I sleep, then breaks again the next day.
I don't really want any advice, maybe just somebody to understand.
In spite of DD/DSIL and the g'kids, I feel alone. The table doesn't get set and the food put on the table. It's all on top of the kitchen stove for everybody to help themselves (which is the way all meals are served...when there's a meal that doesn't come from a drive-thru!). DGS takes his plate to his room. DSIL takes his to his chair in front of the TV. DD won't eat until everybody else has eaten. DGD picks at her food until DD decides she'll eat, then eats with DD.
For the past five years, we haven't eaten until around 4 or 5, but yesterday I asked DD if we could eat early, by 2, so that I would still have some time to go down to visit with DS for a while and still get back before dark. Her response was short and to the point: "That's fine." Nothing else.
They are both my kids, and I love them both. DD carries a grudge forever and ever. When my other son died in 2003, she hadn't spoken to her dad in more than 10 years until he flew in from California and they met at the hospital. Then she burst into tears, crying and apologizing. What's it going to take for her to speak to her remaining brother? Do I have to die first?
My heart breaks every day, heals while I sleep, then breaks again the next day.
I don't really want any advice, maybe just somebody to understand.