She was my friend. She stays 2 blocks from where I live. Her son and my son are best friends. Her daughter and my youngest were best freinds last year. This year they were in two different classes. But they still play during recess
We had regular play dates and sleepovers, till Amma came to live with us.
The first time she came to visit after Amma moved in, Amma didn’t say a word to her. Amma just sat on the chair next to her and pretended that she didn’t exist.
I knew my mother’s actions were uncomfortable for anyone to accept.
My mother also brought only one nighty with her that she wears everyday with a faded black skirt.. Can’t buy her a new one from here because she doesn’t like anything that is available here.
I found it extremely humiliating to invite friends over when my mother is wearing her uniform and then won’t talk to anyone. So I stopped inviting friends over.
Yesterday was her daughter’s birthday party. She didn’t invite my daughter.
baby hasn’t stopped crying. ( My daughter had even bought her a gift from Canada)
I want to scream.
I wish I could take my children and run.. some where far far away.