My apologies for being my first blog since January and it has to be a subject that is very sensitive to me. I should let you know that there are 2 sides to every story, and my side seems to be the one that gets shot down every time. But I am here to relieve my head of this so I can move on to better things.

This past weekend was Mother's Day, and it was a beautiful day at that. Saturday I spent the day with my MIL and SIL. The SIL is due next week with her 2nd son. It was lovely to see them... and they were happy to see me. We greeted each other with hugs.. because the last time we saw each other was Easter.

On Sunday, my husband gave me my gift and card... and my daughter gave me her gift. She had to go to work, so while she was at work, Hubby and I went to the trail and I did my long run. Nice run though it was... and in the afternoon, my daughter and I went out for lunch and went to visit my mom. I found out that my Mother (of all people) had mother's day breakfast with my sisters and their families... didn't even ask me and my family if we wanted to go. The excuse I got was "I thought you would have been busy". I'm sorry... it still would have been nice to be asked... and I WASN'T busy! I cried knowing that my mother didn't want me to have breakfast with her. So I just ended up giving her a generic Mother's Day card.

Ever since I began my journey - my own mother has never said how proud she is of me loosing the weight and getting healthy. She has shot me down several times saying I am being selfish. But on the other hand, my MIL and FIL have been the complete opposite. They come to my races and support me to cheer for me.

Anymore recently, I have to say that I love my mother, and she will always be my mother... but I will NEVER be close to her like my sisters are. I am always left out of family functions... I have to find out 3rd party or by gossip. I am tired of playing that game. It is too hard to ask that I have somewhat of approval or appreciation from my family?!?!?! Guess not. Because anything I post on Facebook, a picture or status, about anything... my daughter, me, my husband... they don't comment, or even "like" it... but when it comes to my sisters... they are all over it! My MIL and FIL even SIL treat me better than my own family! Now that is sad!

I feel a little bit better now that I got that out... but I know it will be still lingering because my neice has a birthday coming up... wonder if we will get invited.

Thanks for reading, if you read all the way through...