I'm 62 yrs old. I didn't have a good childhood. Then at 18 I went to university and had to live away from home. I couldn't afford to go home at weekends. My family didn't come to see me. Once I got my degree I stayed where I went to University. Still my family never visited. I learnt how to drive and so later visited them. One sister flirted with some of my boyfriends - kissing and sitting on their knees and the other felt that because I'd gone to university I was now too educated to talk to. I had got a car and had bought a flat and they were in council houses. This didn't bother me but it bothered them. They thought I had a better life than them which I tried to tell them I didn't. I helped them out as best I could with support and money and asked for nothing back. I looked after their kids (nieces and nephews) during school holidays and taught them crafts of all kinds, learnt about wildflowers, insects, trees , went fishing with a net and jam jar but always put the fish back, took them on trips, built snowmen etc - all of course with my sisters permission and mum (their nan) also joined in. No -one said thanks even though it took 40 mins x 2 to drive over to them and back and cost a lot in money. Still, I did it to help out my mum who had to look after the kids during holidays and also because I enjoyed being with my nieces and nephews. Both my sisters were not happy in their marriages whereas when I met my husband we were extremely happy. I could not have had a more loving and good husband. We thought the same. Sisters got divorced several times and ended up marrying men much younger than them by 10 years. Then 2 years ago my husband died followed by my dad 3 months later, then a loved cousin 6 months later. My sister took photos of my dad when he was dying without his permission to see if she could see his soul leave his body. She posted them on FB. This upset me greatly and I said it wasn't a decent thing to do. My sister said she didn't want me in her life and that was it. I was so upset and grieving at the time that neither sister told me that dad was in hospital. I happened to be on FB and saw a post on my other sister's page saying RIP Dad. Both sisters wouldn't let me know where the funeral was to be even though I asked. Couldn't ask mum as she was at my sisters house and I was banned. Now my sister has control over mum's money and our inheritance. So, I suspect money is at the bottom of our estrangement. I don't care about inheritance I'd rather be allowed to see my mum. She is 88 yrs old. Unfortunately mum is losing her memories so she may not know me now. Because I'm banned from visiting I write letters and send flowers etc to mum. I never here anything back so I don't know if she gets them. Now my sister has moved so I don't know where to send cards etc to mum anymore.
From the moment I met my husband I knew he was the one for me. He was so special, loving, kind and thoughtful. We couldn't have children as my hormones were all wrong. Then without warning, 2 years ago, he collapsed suddenly and was unconscious. Within 20 mins he was dead and my life stopped. I turned to my sisters for support. One said she wasn't interested and that she had problems of her own and the other sister expected me to be okay after 2 weeks of grief. Both sisters abandoned me and cut themselves off. So, I've been all alone grieving. I don't make friends easily and so had no-one that I could call upon. Loads of other things have happened. Too many to put here but basically my life has been crap and full of trauma and heartache apart from the lovely times with my husband. I won't know about my mum and won't even know if she has died so I try to keep an eye on FB for any news. I love my mum. My life seems to be over.