I had a relative step in when both I and my sister were camp fire girls and only had one dad to attend the Dad and daughters banquet with us. That was a problem because we both needed a partner to dance the traditional round of the Hokey Pokey! Apparently I made it clear that I was unhappy with the situation. My uncle got cajoled into being my stand in Dad, and I remember having such a good time with him!
I don’t remember having many really special memories of my childhood with my parents. They loved us, but we were poor, and they were tired all the time so I don’t have a long list of notable happy family memories like my Hokey Pokey banquet. But I did grow up with a close extended family and I appreciate that. I feel bad for my girls as we lived far away from our home towns and they didn’t get to bond with their family as often as I’d have liked. They were very loved by our parents (all now deceased) and other family members.
My oldest has gone no contact with me recently. Which makes me frustrated and sad because of the difference between her upbringing and mine. She’s always had a contentious relationship with me and has made it known from when she was in high school that she didn’t want us to live extremely close to her. Her sister was a devil in high school, but she got over that phase thank God, and is very attached to my husband and I. They were both adopted and have been affected by the trauma they endured while in China. They don’t realize it, but it’s always been as plain as day to me. But I always felt like we did a good job at parenting them and I have an overwhelmingly large amount of happy memories of raising them. Their lives were full of adventures and enriching experiences and we gave them more love and attention in one week, than our parents gave us in some of our years. For example, I was a gymnast for four years. My parents attended ONE of my meets. I was given $100 by my parents during the six years that I attended college. My husband got a second hand bowling ball for Christmas one time, lol.
Anyway, so my youngest recently graduated with a masters and got her dream job in California. My oldest got a temp job in MA after college and lived with her college friends, met a young man, became a wonderful teacher, and is now engaged to be married. She’s gregarious and has a good friend group.
Our youngest is very smart and capable, but is delayed socially/emotionally, and has anxiety about losing us among other things. We had misgivings about her moving all by herself across the country for her job, so we went with her to help her settle in for a few months. That set a bomb off in my oldest’s heart. She has always boasted about how independent she has always been (even when we were supporting her in college) and it became a trending topic the nearer my youngest got to graduation. She encouraged her to branch out from us, make new friends, etc. So us going to support our youngest as she was branching out was not in her sister’s playbook. So, hurt, because we all didn’t relocate to be near her after her sister graduated she decided to be mad and go no contact with me. Not anyone else but me. I’ve tried to reason with her but she twists everything I say. She is VERY angry.
I have been very depressed periodically for the past few months. I’ve come to terms with being patient and hoping she changes how she feels about the situation. Her sister is thriving and loves her job and is appreciated by her coworkers. Her boss has told her to expect a big raise in January. She leaves at 5:30 am and takes a commuter bus to work. She has a few work friends and bus buddies and comes home happy most days. She has gone out of state to work trainings. She pays all her bills. All of this on her own except for having one or both of us just sharing space with her (she was alone for three months this spring so the plan seems to be working).
It bothers me that her sister thinks she, a shy, insecure, 90 lb stick with a history of trauma, should have gone across the country to an unfamiliar big city to start her new life without any support. It is just unreasonable. But she had her own trauma too. And I can’t understand because I didn’t experience it.
Everyone has their own interpretation of their life experiences and has behaviors and feelings that are influenced by things they may not even remember. It’s just painful when the feelings and memories don’t mesh.