This is just me letting off steam, no sympathy expected.
It just struck me today, how isolated I am from my immediate family. DS, DiL and DGD live abroad, 1000s of miles away (though we communicate regularly and visit each other whenever we can); DB and his family about 100 miles away and all have busy lives, very little free time for visits or even just chatting; DS and her family live in Kent (we're in Yorkshire) and as DS has a job and doesn't drive, and train fares being as they are, has visited us up here less than half a dozen times in 30 odd years. When we visit her, which we have done several times, we have to stay in a hotel as she lives in a tiny flat (those ridiculous southern property prices!).
Is this other people's experience or are we just a weird family?
As I said, not looking for answers or sympathy, but just wondering about others' family experiences.
What fashion items remind you of your parents?
Trump tears peace hopes into pieces.
Anyone else struggle with this?




