<p>" By “teaching” or “insisting” on your son to treat you well, you could be teaching them on how to treat their future spouse well."</p>
<p>Yes! And ultimately that is where I think my strategy of giving him lots of space has fallen apart. In trying to respect him as an adult, I’ve really taught him nothing about adult relationships. I think because it’s hard to separate the emotions from the true facts. It’s easy for me to get worked up when I don’t hear from him, but it’s hard for me to have a true perspective on what’s a reasonable expectation. After reading everything on here I feel much clearer about it all. I know he won’t respond well to lots of emotion or charged phrases about how hurt or unloved I’ve felt in the last four years. I think it’s better to just calmly address that he’s been inconsiderate this summer, and that while he may be living in a spontaneous, nocturnal world, I am not, and he needs to visit my world on occasion. I’m going to work really hard to not make it a guilt trip—but when you said the phrase “taking you for granted” I think that’s exactly it. I think I’ve been too meek in addressing this and have too often kept silent. </p>
<p>The reality is after the failed attempt at lunch, and the lack of planning when passing through, I find myself not at all interested in visiting him. It’s always been nice when I’m there, but it’s too much hassle and too little return. I think he’d be surprised to know that I don’t find it appealing to visit, and even more surprising that I don’t want him to come home to help paint. My middle son starts double sessions of tennis on Monday. I don’t really need anybody around who likes to get very chatty around midnight. Most of my friends would say that they stay up too late when the college kids are home because that’s what college kids do and it’s a great time to talk to them, but at the tail end of the summer when we’re needing to get back into the school routine that is absolutely the last thing any of us need. </p>
<p>Oddly, this situation reminds me of a friendship of mine with a guy I’ve known since high school. He’s been terrible about keeping in touch—whatever, it was high school and college—but then he’d pop back up and seem just thrilled to see me and say he’d be in town and let’s all get together and then…nothing. He was terrible at following through, making plans, all of it. I rarely initiated contact, but when he popped up on Facebook he kept posting on my wall about being my ‘best friend.’ I finally got so irritated that I e-mailed him and said,“dude, if I’m your best friend, you’re in big trouble, because I don’t even know your younger kids’ names!” He was offended that I wasn’t still completely delighted with him, and I was offended that he had this proprietary, entitled attitude regarding my friendship. I feel like I want to warn my son that you can’t just disregard and neglect people around you and then expect to pick up where you left off. He broke up with his girlfriend of three years—which I found out on Facebook—and I didn’t hassle him or push for answers, but it wasn’t hard to observe that she probably had a lot of the same complaints that I do. It’s fine. He was ready to be done with that relationship and that’s okay. But I do want him to understand that sometimes you have to make an effort. Sometimes you have to return a phone call when you’d really rather not, because if you care about people you need to let them know that. </p>
<p>I know this isn’t atypical behavior, and I know my reaction to it probably signifies that I’ve been over-focused on him. He was my first, so of course I took it too seriously. I suppose in a way he’s done me a huge favor because I really just used to long to have him home, and now, not so much.</p>