Ok, so tell me if I'm being unreasonable with what's upsetting me, please!
My family is kind of spread out across the country, mostly because of my dad's decisions. We grew up in California, but when I was 11 (I'm the youngest by a lot), my parents and I moved to Alabama, leaving a sister and brother in California, and another who was in college in Maryland. I was the only one who had to grow up there, and my whole goal all my life was for the family to all be reunited back in California when we all grew up. But, the realities of life set in, and now we're all grown up and living spread out. Two in California, one in Georgia (and the parents there too). When my husband and I were ready to settle down in 2005, we compromised on the California score by moving to Oregon. I got married, got a dog and cat, and then added another dog and three chickens. (Sorry for all this background info, it's leading somewhere). I figured Portland was an excellent compromise because it had everything we needed in a city, we could afford it, and perhaps most importantly, there are cheap, direct flights to my sister in Sacramento. I hoped I'd make it down there once a month, but I only make it about 3 or 4 times per year. It's what I can afford and what I have time for. I still think it's a really big commitment.
Here's where the frustration enters. My sister refuses to come visit me. I could understand when her boys were small and the trip would have been tough, but the boys are 7 and 5 (twin five year olds). They go to visit their grandparents in Nevada for the last few summers, and it's 4 hours away by car. By plane, it takes two hours to come to Portland. But it's not the distance, or the cost of flying that she objects to. It's not the room in my house (it's a four bedroom), even though she's tried that objection. Well, it's all these objections and more to be honest. She comes up with anything she can, but the one that's the most hurtful is the dog objection. I've started to realize that she just doesn't want her kids around my dogs. I asked her to send me my seven year old nephew for a bike ride that's going on up here and the first thing out of her mouth was, "but what about your dogs?!?!?!?!" My response was, "what about them?" They're good with kids, especially kids around that age. But it's been the thing she's brought up every time. We've actually fought over my "lifestyle choice" before, as she calls it. We've argued over her and my mom's attitude about my pets numerous times. She also raises the objection that I don't live on a cul-de-sac, so her kids will probably get hit by a car if they come to visit.
So I just don't know what to do or say. I feel like there's nothing I can do or say that will change her mind and it's really hurtful that my family won't come visit. I understand in the case of my brother, who has severe allergies, but he has actually expressed interest in coming and just needs to find the time. My sister, on the other hand, I feel like I've been disowned. I feel like, in her eyes, I'm only her sister if I come down there and she's not willing to make any effort to be part of my family.
Am I being unreasonable? Is four years of no visits from my sister too few for me to start feeling like she's never going to come? Is seven years old too young to make a trip with mom (or as an unaccompanied minor) to visit an aunt two hours away? Are kids liable to get hit by cars if they aren't on a cul-de-sac?
I just feel like, if she came to see my house and my neighborhood, she might realize it's not what she thinks. I don't live on a busy street, my neighbors all have kids, and it's a really community-oriented neighborhood. Sure, being a city neighborhood, we have our share of undesirables, but the crime here is really low. The only bad thing that ever happens is petty theft if you leave your stuff lying out. Anyway, this has been bothering me for a really long time, but I get more angry at her attitude as time goes on. I've invited her over numerous times, and in any arrangement that makes it easier for her, but she's never shown even the slightest bit of enthusiasm about the idea.
My family is kind of spread out across the country, mostly because of my dad's decisions. We grew up in California, but when I was 11 (I'm the youngest by a lot), my parents and I moved to Alabama, leaving a sister and brother in California, and another who was in college in Maryland. I was the only one who had to grow up there, and my whole goal all my life was for the family to all be reunited back in California when we all grew up. But, the realities of life set in, and now we're all grown up and living spread out. Two in California, one in Georgia (and the parents there too). When my husband and I were ready to settle down in 2005, we compromised on the California score by moving to Oregon. I got married, got a dog and cat, and then added another dog and three chickens. (Sorry for all this background info, it's leading somewhere). I figured Portland was an excellent compromise because it had everything we needed in a city, we could afford it, and perhaps most importantly, there are cheap, direct flights to my sister in Sacramento. I hoped I'd make it down there once a month, but I only make it about 3 or 4 times per year. It's what I can afford and what I have time for. I still think it's a really big commitment.
Here's where the frustration enters. My sister refuses to come visit me. I could understand when her boys were small and the trip would have been tough, but the boys are 7 and 5 (twin five year olds). They go to visit their grandparents in Nevada for the last few summers, and it's 4 hours away by car. By plane, it takes two hours to come to Portland. But it's not the distance, or the cost of flying that she objects to. It's not the room in my house (it's a four bedroom), even though she's tried that objection. Well, it's all these objections and more to be honest. She comes up with anything she can, but the one that's the most hurtful is the dog objection. I've started to realize that she just doesn't want her kids around my dogs. I asked her to send me my seven year old nephew for a bike ride that's going on up here and the first thing out of her mouth was, "but what about your dogs?!?!?!?!" My response was, "what about them?" They're good with kids, especially kids around that age. But it's been the thing she's brought up every time. We've actually fought over my "lifestyle choice" before, as she calls it. We've argued over her and my mom's attitude about my pets numerous times. She also raises the objection that I don't live on a cul-de-sac, so her kids will probably get hit by a car if they come to visit.
So I just don't know what to do or say. I feel like there's nothing I can do or say that will change her mind and it's really hurtful that my family won't come visit. I understand in the case of my brother, who has severe allergies, but he has actually expressed interest in coming and just needs to find the time. My sister, on the other hand, I feel like I've been disowned. I feel like, in her eyes, I'm only her sister if I come down there and she's not willing to make any effort to be part of my family.
Am I being unreasonable? Is four years of no visits from my sister too few for me to start feeling like she's never going to come? Is seven years old too young to make a trip with mom (or as an unaccompanied minor) to visit an aunt two hours away? Are kids liable to get hit by cars if they aren't on a cul-de-sac?
I just feel like, if she came to see my house and my neighborhood, she might realize it's not what she thinks. I don't live on a busy street, my neighbors all have kids, and it's a really community-oriented neighborhood. Sure, being a city neighborhood, we have our share of undesirables, but the crime here is really low. The only bad thing that ever happens is petty theft if you leave your stuff lying out. Anyway, this has been bothering me for a really long time, but I get more angry at her attitude as time goes on. I've invited her over numerous times, and in any arrangement that makes it easier for her, but she's never shown even the slightest bit of enthusiasm about the idea.