Yesterday I posted a birthday card to my daughter who will be 41 tomorrow. With it went Christmas cards and cash for my three beautiful grandchildren, the youngest of whom I have never met. I'm fortunate that although my daughter won't allow me to make direct contact (all my mail is sent to a third party), I do sometimes get 'thank you' cards and even, occasionally, a photograph. During the past seven years I've had possibly four phone conversations when one of my older grandchildren has called me out of the blue, with their mother's permission. One Christmas Day I spoke to all three grandchildren and then had a rather stilted conversation with my daughter when the youngest child unexpectedly passed the phone on to her.
My daughter left home at a young age, and subsequently (some years later) I moved away. We weren't terribly close in either relationship or geographical terms, but there was no reason given for my daughter cutting off contact, no big row or falling out. She just decided to make a new start; moved house to an unknown location and ditched her old life, including me and my whole family. She telephoned me and we had a typical friendly chat, then she said she was moving house the next day to an undisclosed location and in future all contact had to be made through a third party - I honestly didn't understand what she was saying at first, it seemed so bizarre. Until then she'd always been very close to my mum and they lived near to each other, but she's never contacted my mum or anyone else in my family since. About two years ago she had a brief meeting with one of her sisters and exchanged a few texts and calls and then nothing more.
In two and a half years my eldest granddaughter will be eighteen; we had a very good relationship when she was younger and I'm hoping (but not expecting) that she will choose to make independent contact. Most days I don't dwell on the sadness, but this week I confess that I have a little. My granddaughter and grandson loved me and I them; very much. I miss them and the good times we might have had together and I'm sad that I've never met my youngest granddaughter.

Good Morning Tuesday 7th July 2026
Any similar authors like Anthony Horowitz?
My cousin is acting out and having rage fits, what can I do to help her?!


Still I suppose at least my nose is looking Christmassy!! 



very wise about scales.

to all of you at this particularly tricky season .
to go back to all those horrible storms. Would stay if we could.
there's another one. Good fun this. Yes get the book, it'll make you
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and bought 'The Sneetches and other stories' Already had a couple of books bec. I thought I'd be able to read them to my gs before all this happened. In case you don't know. the story, the Star-Belly Sneetches think they're better than the ones with out stars so "They kept them away. Never let them come near. And that's how they treated them year after year" Struck such a chord that I bought the book for those two lines! 