Hankster's comment reminds me so much of my own parents. I don't feel "held in mind" by them. Or perhaps it is something different, like not being important enough to keep me in mind. For example, one time my parents were going through the Green River area, which is known for having great melons. I asked them to please pick me up a honeydew melon. I specifically told them my husband was allergic to cantaloupe. Guess what they brought? A cantaloupe. Not just once, but about 3 years in a row, even though I kept telling them we couldn't eat cantaloupe. Finally, they did bring us a honeydew, but it was an old one they got at half price. Still sweet, but rather mushy. It's those kind of things that, done repeatedly over the years, causes a deep-seated feeling of being kept "out of mind" instead of "kept in mind." It's a bit like feeling invisible.