For about the fifth year, my in laws haven't sent me even a birthday card. The logical part of my mind is saying "oh well, it's not exactly a surprise, it's not a big deal, hey ho, get on with life". The child inside me (I'm 48 so it's a very old child) is screaming and having a total meltdown at being forgotten.
Hubby's reaction was "well, they're busy and Dad's not well" (parkinsons). He's right. I've no right to make a fuss. But I feel so hurt. I'm really struggling to keep up the appearance that everything's okay. I got a facebook message from his sister on the day, and she lives right next door to her parents. I feel so hurt. I'm not one for having a huge fuss made, just a card would be nice. My birthday consisted of a bunch of carnations from hubby that he bought from the supermarket on the way home and a chinese takeaway as I refused to cook. I don't know if I'm hurt or angry. Perhaps both.