My Grandchildren Never Said "Thank You" For Anything. When I Finally Called Them Out, My Own Son Made Me Leave Their Birthday Party

For months, I bit my tongue, letting the small slights from my grandchildren slide. Every birthday, every holiday, I showed up with gifts, only to be met with blank stares or shrugged shoulders—never a single 'thank you.' I had hoped my son would notice, but when he didn't, I knew I had to speak up. At their birthday party, I finally called them out, expecting a change, but what happened next left me feeling more isolated than ever.

Instead of support, my son sided with them, and soon, I found myself being escorted out of the party.

The day after the birthday party, I sat alone in my kitchen, replaying the events over in my head. The unfairness of it all gnawed at me. I needed someone to talk to, so I decided to visit my friend Margaret. She had always been a voice of reason and might help me figure out what to do next. With a heavy heart, I grabbed my coat and headed out the door.