It's oddly comforting to know that I am not alone in this type of situation. I will also speak up on behalf of boys: not all sons forsake their families once they marry.
My mother disliked me from the moment I was born and blamed me for every ill that befell her (as she told me this frequently throughout my childhood and life, it isn't something I've imagined). My daugher and I were very, very close (as I was, and still am, with my son). My mother was always jealous of my relationship with my daughter (my mother disliked my son intensely from the day he was born and wouldn't have much to do with him). My mother then told my daughter and son-in-law, this was about 7 years ago, that I had never really liked my son-in-law and only pretended to like him. This was an out and out lie, I had never said any such thing and had always treated my son-in-law like a second son (which is probably why when he had worries/concerns he would come to me before his own mother!). When my daughter and son-in-law returned to the Island, my son-in-law refused to speak to me (and hasn't to this day) and my daughter was also miffed with me. I was furious that they didn't even think to ask me if I had actually said it but just took it that I had when I'd given them no reason to think it could be true; I was also miffed that, knowing her nan as she does, why didn't my daughter dismiss the comment as her nan just being spiteful as usual. I felt unbelievably hurt and betrayed by two of the people I had trusted most in the world.
We didn't speak for the next 6 years. Then my son-in-law left my daughter for another woman and my daughter rang saying 'mum, I need you' and like a numpty, I drove straight to her house to comfort her. A few weeks later, another phone call 'mum, I need you, I think I'm having a miscarriage'. I rush her to hospital and sit with her all night. I have barely heard a word from her since. I have visited but she sits glued to the tv. Not once has she asked about my health (she is aware of what I am facing), never asked if I need help.
My son, on the other hand, is, as always, a tower of strength and always manages to make me laugh or smile. He often texts a silly message too which makes me smile.
Although I'm so sad that the relatioship I had with my daughter has gone, I'm not going to send my blood pressure up over someone who sees themselves as a victim when they weren't and fails to show basic human concern for anyone other than herself.
Sons can be great as well.
Sometimes, families fall out and, heartbreaking as it is, you can't risk your own health by repeatedly offering an olive branch that is then thrown back at you.
Right, moan over (I feel better for actually saying all of that
). Sorry to have had a moan on someone else's thread but it might help those who aren't able to bury the hatchet for whatever reason.