It’s difficult to have a relationship with my Dad, as the only time he gives a crap about me and my DC are when he’s single.
He’s on his fifth marriage and I’ve seen him once since he met her, 4 years ago - and it was horrible. She was openly hostile, jealous and possessive. Mind, the third one was lovely and I barely saw him then, either.
Inbetween 4 and 5, I was 29-33, and he was great. I was hesitant to resume contact initially due to my DCs. I made the mistake of allowing it.
My eldest was 8 at the time and she said “I thought you were an orphan. I didn’t know you had a Dad.” She had no memory of him; but then she wouldn’t, as she was 2 the last time she’d seen him.
It won’t happen again. He’s in his 60s now and as far as I’m concerned, he’s on his own. I don’t give a crap if he gets divorced again, if he becomes unwell, I just don’t have it in me to muster up a fuck to give.
I would rather spend my time with my Grandparents (his parents) who are late 80s, brilliant people and utterly baffled by their son.
For context I’m 37, my mother was his first wife, they divorced when I was 6. I’m NC with my mother because she was/is abusive/an addict.
So it’s a bit shit for me, really. All around I see hands on Grandparents; helping with childcare for work, babysitting of an evening, doing odd jobs around the house, taking their Grandchildren on holiday. DC don’t know any better.