Sorry, I wrote this a couple of nights ago without any real intention to publish. I have worked on the second party post and it is nearly finished, but not quite. I am very tired and will finish it tomorrow.
Not one of Bone Doctor's family attended her 40th birthday party. Her mother is travelling in Africa. Err, better not arrange travel when it is my daughter's 40th? No. Her father stays at home, morose and staring at walls. One sister was working. Not sure about the other. Her brother, clearly not prepared to make an effort.
I had the weekend off work, Saturday and Sunday and it has been some time since I have had both weekend days off. Instead of indulging myself, and I missed Melbourne's Open House, I made the effort for Bone Doctor, as did R, and it cost us a few bob. My family is far from the perfect loving family, but we do make an effort for each other, and I hope Bone Doctor has learnt a little from us about family. I am not looking for praise. It is just how I think and feel. There are family obligations. Had I have been working, then I would not have been able to attend.
Successful family connections rely on at times biting your tongue and remembering that whatever happens, family connections are so important, so unless it is impossible to do otherwise, don't put any family member on the outer. When you get older, it seems you don't have a lot of friends and speaking personally, lack the withall (what is the word I am looking for. I should know? It will come to me at 3.47 AM tomorrow) to make new friends, that is if you even need new friends.
The objective me agrees families can be different and not all like mine. Some are better, some are worse. But surely some basic caring for family must surely be at the forefront. I don't believe Bone Doctor's family ever really argue. From my perspective, they just don't seem to care enough to bother with each other. They have occasional contact, but that is as far as it goes.