A few people who email me have asked what has happened since someone whom I loved dearly, became a screaming out of control person on a phone call.
One of the things she shouted at me my arm isn’t that bad and I should be grateful that it isn’t cancer. That wasn’t all that was shouted on that phone call. No end of complaints of things I had done or hadn’t done to which I was clueless. Afterwards Dh and I went through the things she complained about and there weren’t any grounds for the things she complained about. We had done things that she had wanted. She had no idea how I struggle with this damn arm.
Her daughter and Bf phoned a few weeks after, to say they were in Suffolk and could they pop in. It was a Sunday so we killed the ‘fatted Calf’ and pulled out all the stops; we were able to have a table laden with delicious food. Dh even made his famous Eton mess from scratch. I thought perhaps her mother might get in touch after this, but no.
I did email her and just said, she should be grateful for all she had, but I also said I wouldn’t phone. And I haven’t. I‘ve had many weepy moments with Dh and sleepless nights, but as the weeks turned into months I gradually began to accept the situation. I did send her the lovely ‘Making Winter’ book for her birthday but didn’t have a response.
But then out of the blue she phoned on my birthday December 20th and Christmas day and I had received beautiful cards. There was no mention of that horrible phone call, so I guess it's to be forgotten. I did phone on New Years Day.
But it had been such a long time from July to December I had got used to not chatting and I had stopped worrying about it. Christmas saved me a lot of money, as I didn’t buy any presents and just sent cheques to the children.
I doubt things will ever be back to how they were. I am almost afraid to talk when she phones now. I feel whatever I say it won’t be the right thing. Dh and I have talked about the whole situation and we have decided we don’t mind if we never see them again and that she and her husband are not very nice people.
So that's that, we are loving our lives here in Suffolk and are very happy to be just 'ordinary'.