In the grand scheme of things?
This could be a bit of a tricky one, so bear with me a little please. And for those that know who and what I am talking about, I hope that I can count on your discretion.
I am an only child. That’s “only” not “lonely” by the way. When I was growing up, I never missed out on having siblings. We had a large extended family, that was quite close and I have 9 cousins, so there was always lots of family about.
Oh how things have changed. Divorces, family arguments and deaths have all taken their toll and now I can’t actually remember the last time I saw most of my cousins. I keep in touch with some, mostly through Facebook, but it’s not like when we were kids. Then there is the side of the family who must never be mentioned. I believe at times, I have the most dysfunctional family on the planet. Sides have been taken and depending on which side of the line you are, will depend on who you speak to. My Nan is probably turning in her grave.
But anyway, The Baby Boudica’s have cousins. Three of them. Except the last time we saw them, the youngest Baby Boudica was 6 weeks old. He will be celebrating his 4th birthday in two weeks time.
I don’t remember having a falling out with Mr Boudica’s sister, neither does Mr Boudica, but the effect is still the same. Now Mr Boudica’s sister is not the easiest person on the planet to communicate with, to put it mildly. Mr Boudica has tried, really tried, but you soon get bored of talking to a brick wall. Or at least the BT Answer phone lady anyway. He rings on her birthday, leaves a message and that’s the last we hear. It has become a long standing joke “Are you going to leave your yearly answer phone message” type thing.
So we’re sick of trying really and we have enough problems of our own, to spend much time thinking about what is going on with someone who clearly doesn’t want to speak to us. It has also not gone un-noticed that the last time we heard from her, was just before we received Eldest Son’s Autism Diagnosis. Which would be fine, if the Baby Boudica’s didn’t keep asking about their cousins, who they are and when they can go see them.
So what do we do? Continue to fob them off? Make more of an effort? Tell them the truth?
They hear the other children at school talk about their families and I suppose they feel they are missing out. I can’t say I’m that keen on the idea on making that leap of effort to reach out to someone who has effectively snubbed my children, but I also hate the idea that they are somehow missing out.