Today I managed to get in touch with my late fathers best friend from the army. He and his wife were like brother and sister to him and my mum, they were very close. I called the woman “auntie”. My dad died when I was 11 and I lost contact with them. Almost 30 years later ... I found her on Facebook and I’ve been messaging her all day. She’s sent me old photos of my dad and has been so lovely. I called my mum all excited (she was very close to her remember) and told her that my dads best friend died 5 years ago. My mums response was “what did he die of? Is she with anyone else?”. I told her I’d not asked ... seemed intrusive to ask so she said “is she still really fat?”
This was her friend!? I just don’t understand her. She seems so hostile constantly. She also asked “did she say anything about me?” ... it’s all about her all the time. I thought she’d be happy