I feel like expressing to my son how I would like him to occasionally reach out to me to say hi.

I know how pathetic this sounds.

I held off on sending the needy text. Yikes, I sound like a gf he dumped. I feel like I’ve been dumped, too. I actually was.

I can keep reaching out to him once every two weeks, like I’ve been doing now since the wedding disaster. He will reply. The last exchange was a few cordial texts. He’s not cold, but not really warm. He never really was warm since before the rift, anyway. It was always just light banter, I suppose.

I guess I am craving some love and depth. Has he no idea how heart broken I feel? He must know and doesn’t care.

My husband said it’s normal for a grown son to only contact parents once every two months and that I should stop reaching out and wait for him. Well, I am on pins and needles over the waiting game, and I feel that he will never reach out.

How is it best to handle this on my own?