Sorry so long...
My husband has a cousin, “Liz,” who is about 10 years younger than we are. I’ve known Liz for over 15 years and I adore her. She is bright, charismatic, warm and funny. On the flip side her life is a chaotic and she’s a total flake, forever losing her phone/wallet/keys, missing bills, running late, making and breaking plans. That’s just how she is.
DH has always been very fond of of Liz in an older-cousinly way but she and I really “clicked,” and in time we became close friends. She lived with us for a while in 2009 and many nights we stayed up way too late talking about absolutely everything. Among many other things Liz and I both had complicated relationships with our respective mothers, and we discussed that a lot.
For a while after Liz moved out we saw her occasionally at family events in my DH’s hometown, and each time we got together it was like no time had passed. But eventually DH and I started a family and Liz’s career took off, she was moving around a lot all over the world and we saw each other less and less. I am shit at keeping in touch but Liz is the worst ever. She doted on him and came around a bit more for a while after he was born but it didn’t last. It got to where I wouldn’t hear from her for a year, then she’d call me and we’d talk for six hours three days in a row. Liz is like this with everyone, it’s just her. I wasn’t bothered. There was always a huge amount of love, affection, and trust between us.
Four years ago my DH and I moved abroad with our DCs. Liz came over to say goodbye a few days before we left and we promised to keep in touch but of course we didn’t. And it was fine — we both have our own lives and time flies.
A year after we moved my mother died, suddenly. She was only 68 and she was fit and healthy so it was a devastating shock. Three years on I still live with grief and regret every day. Several members of DH’s extended family members came to my mum’s funeral and many more sent cards or flowers. The support meant so much to me. But I never heard from Liz. Not a call, not a text, not a two-sentence Facebook condolence. Nothing.
I’ve had no contact with Liz since then, other than a brief group text she sent last year. Then today I got an email from her saying that she will be in our city next month and she wants to see us. Her tone was breezy and normal, she can’t wait to see the kids and all of that. I know it would be great to see her and we’d have so much fun. But to me there is a huge elephant in the room, and she doesn’t even see it. I don’t want to play that game where I act distant until she eventually she asks why. But I can’t ignore it either. I think I’m hoping there will be a good reason she never called — she’s been in Antarctica for three years, or in prison, or maybe a coma assuming a comatose person can tweet and instagram. But that’s unlikely :). So what’s the point?
AIBU to send Liz a private email saying I need to get this out as I was very hurt but of course I can’t wait to see her and move on? If IANBU what should I say? And if IABU how do I swallow it and move on?
If you got through this thanks for reading.