difficult child son (38) has been incommunicado. I have continued to send cards and money for grandchildren on Hallowe'en, Easter, Christmas. When we came North this year, husband did not pack the calendar on which I have everyone's address. I private messaged difficult child son for his address. There was no response in time for the birthday of the grandson born in early June. There is another birthday at the end of June, for second grandson.
Today, Father's Day, I received a response from the posting I made back in May explaining that I no longer had their address and would son please post it.
He said: "It's a month late. Why bother."
So, I feel pretty crummy about that.
It's not a big thing, I know that. When I was little, those packages or cards from my grandmother meant so much to me that I wanted to give that to my own grandchildren. I understand this is difficult child's right.
It just feels a little crummy, that's all.
Father's Day today, too. husband and I were already feeling a little off about difficult child son this Father's Day. That cold message seals that in, too.
I would still do what I did?
But it's hard to be strong enough not to want what it seems like every other parent in the world (or at least, every one of those buggers in the Hallmark commercials) has.
Ouch.
Cedar