It's been about 20 years since my eldest daughter (now 43) decided she no longer wanted to know me or any of the rest of her family. There have been one or two meetings in all that time when walking on glass shards is the only way to describe them.
I have just had an e-mail from her saying she is 5 months pregnant by donor. She wrote that after a relationship foundered when she was 39 and she would dearly wanted a child, she grasped this last slither of hope to be a mother and all is going well. She also wrote that she would like me to to be part of her life now, and for me to be an active grandmother to her baby, and that any previous issues should be forgotten. I have no idea what issues there were to create such a long and painful rift, and although her news filled me with elation, it also filled me with fear that I would be going back into a dark place that was so painful.
Has anyone else faced this dilemma. I am depressed to find that this mother's love is not unconditional.