I have apprehension from the other side, as the mother. I thought I had a wonderful relationship with my sons. One son recently got married. The whole thing was them being as offensive and combative toward us as they could be and driving us away. I was told we were bad parents (as though to justify their behavior), and the examples given were not us being bad parents at all, so we tried to defend ourselves.

There has been at least some minimal contact with my son, and none at all with his wife who is always ‘in the shower’.

I am dreading that tomorrow I will not even hear from him. At most I think I may get a text. I’m sure I’ll be crying.

I have to hold myself together and not ruin everyone else’s day. I’m grateful to have two of my sons here with me, who I think like me and think I’m a good mother.