I'll try to be concise, which means missing out some details but I can't be writing an essay! ( which I could easily.)
I'm already estranged from my mother ( hate even calling her that!) and have never known my father but I've always kept in touch, and visited my mother's father. My Granda is 93yrs old and my uncles have always lived with him. This is bloody weird in itself, but at present I'm glad as my Granda can remain at home and has company.
Basically this has all come to a head recently as I visited them from Holland, where I now live, with my husband, 3yr old daughter and my best friend who lives in the area. I made 2 seperate visits a cpl days apart as one uncle said he wouldn't be there Sat but would Tues, so we went back Tues to see him.
So on both visits we didn't even get offered a cup of tea or anything, my uncle no.1 just stands there like a bloody guard so that my husband and friend don't even take off their coats, they feel so ill at ease. My Granda did give me £40 in a Xmas card but there was certainly no present for my little girl. So we go back Tues to see uncle no.2, again no offer of a drink and even before we set foot in house my Granda is like " You're late, you said you'd be here in the morning", it was 1230 and our hotel was a long way away. Then I'm informed my mother is coming 1330 cos she changed her day to visit, so immediately we feel unwelcome once again and like we're an inconvenience.
So we sit making small talk to fill the silence, my Granda doesn't even stick around but disappears into the kitchen, uncle no.2 stands with his arms folded ( there's a bloody chair right there in the room!) and my Granda brings him a bloody cup of tea and he stands drinking it in front of us! But the thing that really pissed me off so that I feel this is the final insult is there was nothing for my little girl. No pressie, how hard can it be to buy something for a 3yr old?, not even an offer of juice.
For years I've made excuses and allowances for my Granda. He's 93yrs now but is the full shilling believe me, and fully mobile, so he is not infirm. But when I reflect from the age of 18yrs old, when I got kicked out the house by that Cowbag and her husband, even though I always visited, no matter where I was in the country, never once did he extend an invitation to spend Xmas dinner with him and my 2 uncles. Even knowing I'd been turfed out and didn't know my father so he was the only family I had. I think it's cos it's Xmas and that I've a child now but it's made me really look hard and look objectively at the weirdness, also from my husband's and friend's eyes.
I would offer a plumber, a total stranger, a cuppa but they cannot even give the most basics of hospitality and I couldn't have had a colder welcome if I'd stepped into a walk-in refrigerator! But I look back and think, they've barely ever offered me a cuppa, there's never any warmth in their greeting and I have to actually tell my Granda to sit down ( the uncles never do cos they never stick around to chat!) cos it makes me feel nervous! I actually suspect uncle no.1 is autistic now, he's that bloody awkward. My 2 uncles and mother are all serious oddballs and I feel something went disastrously wrong in their upbringing for them to turn into such socially inept weirdos!
They're an enigma wrapped in a secret riddle and I don't think I'll ever get to the bottom of the awkward, cold, detached, disinterested people I have to call "family". But what I do know is, I'm nothing remotely like them and I really don't have to plough on feeling duty-bound to make the effort all the time. I wanna let rip in an email and let all of this out cos, quite simply, their behaviour is not acceptable and I want to just wash my hands of the bloody lot of them. I'd rather have zero family then those feckers!! And needless to say, there's been no phone call to wish us happy xmas or thank me for the pressies I gave my Granda! That'd be way too thoughtful. I'm expected to ring them!!
OK rant over, I knew it'd turn into a long-winded moanathon but you know how it is when you feel totally hacked off? My daughter, in the end, took a little teddy bear off their xmas tree and claimed it for herself. She had to half-inch her own xmas present! How bloody sad......Thanks for reading, nite xx