As it's mother's day, my thoughts turned to my own "mother". We've been NC since February 2018. I just had a lightbulb moment - She told me as a child that Christmas was more important than birthdays, so to only expect a small token gift. Christmasses on the other hand were a HUGE deal, loads of wrapped tat handed out to siblings and I.
Siblings and I didn't spend birthdays at home, having been sent to boarding school from 6+. Just now a switch flicked on and I realised her attitude towards birthdays was because there was nobody to witness her generosity, and neither would she be there to bask in it. We were out of sight, and it didn't occur to her that little children's birthdays are for the child, not just the parent.
From the age of about 12 it occurred to me that I wouldn't feel sad or miss my parents if they died and was terribly ashamed of that thought. I was right though, my father died a year ago and I didn't feel a thing. I do sometimes wonder if I'm a sociopath!
Sorry if I've rambled.