Monday, April 09, 2007

How to break a mother's heart--don't call

Hope you had a great Easter weekend, I did. On Saturday my younger brother came up to my Mom's apartment and I did my usual noon meeting with her there. What a nice surprise it was to find my older brother and wife there also! My older brother has brought flowers for Mom and I (he didn't know younger brother and wife were going to be there, also). I really love messing about with flowers, both in the garden and cut ones. The bouquet he gave me was so large that once I got home, I made four vases from it! Younger brother and wife brought steaks and cooked them and an entire meal. Those were some really tender, delicious steaks! For dinner they made a ham with mashed potatoes and all the trimmings. I washed dishes each time but barely helped with the cooking. I think I peeled potatoes and set the table, and that was pretty much all the help I did.

My younger brother and family brought the books that I had left in Mom's old house (which they now own) and even brought them to my house and helped unload them into the basement. They liked my house too, which was certainly a point in their favor! They had never seen it before.

On Sunday I went to a sunrise service, and it was really hard to get up that early. I'd gotten up at 4 a.m. on Saturday and had gone to bed late. The service was followed by a breakfast, followed by another service. I went home to get the Easter card and gift for my Mom and got to her house around noon. Then we went out to eat an Easter dinner, even though we'd both done plenty of eating the day before!

The only sadness was that I didn't hear a thing from my son. I've not heard from him since he called to let me know that he had arrived safely, over a week ago. He doesn't have his own phone and I don't know his address, so his Easter card has been sitting on my kitchen table. He was going to get me that address right away and I was going to send the card on Monday or Tuesday. I suppose I could have called his girlfriend's family, but I was already upset about it and not willing to cheerfully go through the channels to get to him. By that time I would have been scolding him for not calling me, and I don't want to call him up to scold him!

I hope he is OK. I wonder if he's working now and how Natty, our little dog is doing. Someone,
Maria, I think said something about how your children can break your heart--and that's so true. They don't do it on purpose, just thoughtlessly. We had parted on good terms, with tears so I know it's not that he's deliberately ignoring me, just distracted. He was so thrilled at getting to be "part of a family" complete with a father and younger sister, that he's forgotten his original family. I'm a bit jealous! Have a good day, even though it's a Monday!

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Blogger angela marie said...

Bummer about your son not calling, but I'm sure there isn't more to it than he is 'busy'. I know that I have to remind my husband MANY times to give his parents a call if we are not going to be seeing them. It's a male thing, I think.

Sounds like you had a great weekend though...and lots of yummy food!!

7:33 AM  
Blogger Anvilcloud said...

I was going to say that you get used to some things, but I suppose that you don't.

9:30 AM  
Blogger katie said...

Sorry about your son not calling, but I agree with Angela marie. I'm sure you will be hearing from him soon enough! All that food sounds wonderful, now I'm hungry.

10:31 AM  
Blogger Fizzy said...

I agree with Angela_ marie, definately a Man thing. Thoughtless I know and very very VERY hurtful, but nonetheless painful. I hope he gets in contact soon. Look after yourself.

11:34 AM  
Blogger Stacy The Peanut Queen said...

Oh yes...definitely a MAN thing. My brothers are VERy bad about calling or visiting my mom. Same thing with The PK...he's bad about not calling or stopping by his mom's house.

Hang in there'll get better! :)

12:28 PM  
Blogger ordinarygirl said...

You're right, it wasn't on purpose and I'm sure he'll be in touch with you soon.

In my family it's the opposite. I can never reach my parents. They have cell phones, but my Mom turns hers off when she's working. Usually I have to call my sister to make sure my parents are ok.

1:15 PM  
Blogger Lisa said...

I don't think our children understand just how much we really love them and worry about them, until they have kids of their own. I'm sure he's fine, just as you say, distracted. New city, new job etc, he'll be using this time to settle in I suspect.

Maybe you should get yourself a new addition to the family? Go scouring the SPCA for the dog that's right for you.

Chances are he'll call when you're not home or something crazy like that. It's the kinda frustrating thing that happens to me anyway lol

1:39 PM  
Blogger Maria said...

Kids just don't really get it, I think, until they have children of their own.

I didn't. I know that. I would get busy and think, "We'll I get to this later."

Many times I didn't. It is just the nature of the beast. You were in his heart, I'm sure of that.

7:51 PM  
Blogger sumo said...

Gee...I'm happy for the good part of your story...and sorry for the down side with the son part. He just need some time. I'm sure it's an adjustment for him too.

2:15 AM  

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