Gosh I remember the first time of coming to reality that my children have their own lives. It hurt when they made plans with significant others or other family first or decided to stay home on the holidays for what ever reason. I felt not important enough.
It dawned on me one day that my kids are exactly what I raised them to be..... Independant. Geesh!!!!!
I now plan what I plan, invite them and whoever shows up shows up. I tell them they can bring what ever they like and let them know what I make. If they show up late and hungry they know how to warm food up. It works out fine. I am grateful for the times our plans work out together. It is less than I'd like but I no longer fret over it. Phew!!!!!
Sounds like plans with your neighbors would be fun.
So sorry to hear that your youngest is not talking to you. ((((((((((((SeptemberMorn)))))))))))))) I know that hurts.
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