|This is what I imagine brunch must have looked like at the chateau|
I try everything in my power to avoid inconsiderate people.
But when inconsiderate people are family members, avoidance can be nearly impossible.
The word inconsiderate is defined as not caring about other people or their feelings and/or being selfish, disrespectful, and rude. Unfortunately and frankly, the word applied to a close relative and I heard it repeated often when our family attended a destination wedding in France.
Let me elaborate. My husband and I flew to southern France last month to attend a relative's wedding. Like the other wedding guests, we stayed at a hotel in Avignon. The groom and bride thoughtfully arranged for a bus to take guests from the hotel to the chateau out the country. However, no transportation had been provided for those wanting to come to the brunch, which was to be hosted by a sibling the day after the wedding. We were told "you are on your own."
Now I ask you, think about our costs: airplane tickets, a hotel room for three nights, meals, and clothes to attend the affair. The relative had a car, but she suggested that we make other arrangements: rent a car or shell out money for a taxi or an Uber to take us to the brunch—which we found out was impossible. Our hotel was so far from the chateau that a taxi wouldn't have had a return fare and we could not find an Uber driver who would take us.
My husband and I made the tough decision not to attend the brunch. We didn't complain about missing out. We would do more sight-seeing. But sadly, we felt like our presence didn't matter. Even my brother decided to forego the brunch because getting there was too difficult.
So, you might ask, now what? How do I move forward? This incident (and there have been so many other incidents even before this one) finally tipped the scale. I have reached a breaking point. I had wished that getting to the brunch could have been handled with more compassion and helpfulness. But given the outcome, a family relationship is now strained.
You might be wondering why I didn't have an honest conversation about my feelings, but frankly, I'd only get an argument.
Everybody makes mistakes and deserves to be forgiven. That may come with time. But for now, I will have to limit contact. Actions spoke louder than words. Bien sûr—for sure, the actions in France spoke volumes.
À la prochaine!