Rachel75
Sometimes it’s hard to see how people become estranged - and sometimes it really isn’t….
Sometimes, it can also be about the estranger.
For certain reasons, I chose not to estrange my mother - even though I had, probably, every justification to do so.
I'm truly glad I didn't - she turned out to be the best Nan I could have chosen, and my kids adored her until the day she died.
I learned how to deflect her, I never changed how I felt towards her, but, equally, no one knew really. My kids still don't know, and they never will.
I don't regret a thing. I don't mull over the past, I give it very little thought. I've lived a basically happy life, with blips along the way. I'm not too cheerful at the moment, but that's for a different reason.
We all do it differently. 🙂