tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523466503020855745.post1286940175153701391..comments2023-08-09T07:22:59.943-06:00Comments on Because I Can't Have Babies: The Road Goes Both WaysSavannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17584445611402346917noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523466503020855745.post-66321319612623999862015-04-20T14:34:41.447-06:002015-04-20T14:34:41.447-06:00My parents live 1,000 miles away -- about 35 hours...My parents live 1,000 miles away -- about 35 hours by car or train, or 2.5 by air (not including travel time to/from the airports). My mother used to come to see me at least once a year, during her spring break. Since she retired about 10 years ago, she's come ONCE, and that was more than six years ago now. My dad has come three times in 30 years, the last being for our daughter's funeral, almost 17 years ago. Neither of them likes to fly; my mother used to come a lot on the train, but they have changed their schedule, and she would now have to leave from a slightly unsavoury downtown area at around midnight (!). <br /><br />Meanwhile, dh & I trot back & forth every year at Christmastime & in the summer. I don't mind, I like to go home, but I sometimes wonder whether they'd come more often if we had kids. :p I would certainly be upset if we lived closer and they never came. loribethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09272814565916935113noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523466503020855745.post-13027848119446945062015-04-17T12:45:23.476-06:002015-04-17T12:45:23.476-06:00This happens far too frequently. A dear friend of ...This happens far too frequently. A dear friend of mine, also childless, does not see her parents visiting her brother from out of state unless she goes to his house. She lives 3 miles from her brother! Even when she lived within 10 minutes from her parents, her brother and his kids took priority. Its frustrating that there is this divide between child-blessed and child-less in receiving attention from our own parents. <br /><br />I have the same issue - doubled with my siblings acting as caretakers of the beloved family ranch AND producing the only blood grandchild. (They never accepted my husband's children...).<br /><br />It is most disheartening. Thank you for opening up and encouraging the rest of us to do so. It is cleansing. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16590604342843352277noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523466503020855745.post-49570230228065497832015-04-17T03:03:08.307-06:002015-04-17T03:03:08.307-06:00This same exact thing happens to us. I found out ...This same exact thing happens to us. I found out that one niece had a birthday party and that my newest niece was born on Facebook. To be honest, I'm sick of being the one who makes all of the effort.<br /><br />Anyway, I'm sorry it happens to you, too. Being so close (in terms of distance) must make it even more difficult, BentNotBrokenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10151724076659555122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523466503020855745.post-86729094389548518512015-04-16T23:44:09.565-06:002015-04-16T23:44:09.565-06:00I hear you. A few years ago my father-in-law was t...I hear you. A few years ago my father-in-law was trying to get all his sons back under the same roof together, for a major birthday of his wife's. But he tried to claim that the main reason was to see all the grandchildren spend time together (they all live in different countries). Not his wife's 90th birthday. Not a reunion of brothers. No, it was the next generation. Made me feel that we didn't even need to be there. I ranted about it here - http://nokiddinginnz.blogspot.co.nz/2013/04/ouch-whine-drink.html You are not alone!Malihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03928262526502319303noreply@blogger.com